Lyrics:
comin', Mr. President
And I meant every word in my letter to the President
Word motherfuckin' life fuck this nigga think?
Cuttin' taxes, takin' off welfare
somethin', it came with champagne (yo)
Yeah
Give a fuck how they treat you on the 'Gram (on the 'Gram)
Real life and in the bank, I'm the man (I
play the game, motherfucker
The truth is in the building and I came tonight
And I done sold so many records, change my name to life
Cause I can
you ain't never gave no fucks
Get behind her, put it in her butt
Then beat it up
Wamp-wamp, she, wet-wet
(Mr. Jeffery)
Wamp-wamp, oh, bet that
8Ball: Now, I was broke as a muthafucka, my life at the end see
My so called friends, they had no ends to lend me.
My job at Mickie Ds was fuckin me
never sprung
Winter hatin' on me 'cause I'm colder than y'all
And I will never, I will never, I will never fall
I'm being hated by the seasons
So fuck
their banking on Mr. Man
Cause they need resurrection
The name's JJ, not Evanescence
Get your friends, have a session, have a chat about life, reflection
Love durable like it's plastic
Mr and mr's fantastic
This life is me and you only
When i'm with you in no lonely
Most of these bitches be phony
I feel
lobs
Call me, try to shoot you, bet I miss your ass in danger
Lil' clique gettin' into the chamber like the Long Ranger
Mr. Mr. Cop, I mean Mr. fuckin'
no peace
For an adolescent nigga to rap, to be a thinker
Bud smokin' twenty-four seven, everyday drinker
Got my diploma but I never learned shit in
. Leave-Her-At-Home-He'll-Take-Your-Ho
Mr. Stack-That-Dough
Young rich n-gga used to trap by the store, now taxed for the flow
Tell a rap n-igga, "I'm not feelin' you"
Stop frontin',
and Mr. Shadow.... aka the Mayhem Click
And we're talking about rumors
Now Lil' Rob we understand you have an album out called The Crazy Life
Can you tell
putting baby girl in check
Went once went twice it's the stalker of your life
Got you wonderin can you trust her as your wife
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Repeat 2
[Mr. Lil
pray tell, good sir
I give way…
V 12
Knox
With this in mind,
And your permission, sir
I’ve something to say…
V13
Roosevelt
By all means, Knox
EastSide baby's in this bitch
She said, judging by your lingo I can Tell that you're a Crip
I said fuc the judge and D.A cuz I Never gave a shit
I just blew
never sold no crack in your city
That's retarded as hell
Ayo this kid a clown
I want y'all to hear my impersonation
Of how corny this nigga sound
Owner: We're closin' for lunch
Mr praline: Never mind that
My lad i wish to complain
About this parrot what I
Purchased not half an hour ago
From this very
Mr.L
Written & Produced By:
Mr. Loveless
Right!
Let's go!
Fuck your 666! I'm a 999!,
Back from the ring of fire just to cross the line!,
I hope you
to a business woman
Mind your business, I'm sayin'
What's harder, life or Mr. Carter?
What's higher, the price or Mr. Carter?
Should I call you Mystery
cnd I'm in the booth with this one
Its Nell
cnd don't call me by my real
Name call me Nell
Turn me up a lil bit
This for the ones who ain't
of positives in life
I want a ride, crib, mutt, wife
The look on my girl is filled with conviction
Gonna get what I need to leave restriction
Babble
So what the fuck gotta say
Fuck Mr. Clynch coming' straight from the playground
Lil whore got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so Chase
Lil boy
Hush up don’t run ya mouth lil boy
You got too close in my space lil boy
Gotta smart ass mouth ease your pace lil boy
I’m why you here lil
and Mr. Shadow A-K-A The Mayhem Click
And we're talkin' about rumors
Now Lil' Rob we understand you have an album out entitle the Crazy Life
Can you tell
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