Lyrics:
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Catch me on Milwaukee at Lil Woodys wit 2 bestfriends
By end of the night I'm fucking bestfriends
I know her mans prolly mad he be hating on me
Yea bye
Mr b O B, you already know man
Lowkey, none of these ops don’t know me
I just gotta get it on the? 24K, no Kobe
24 hours you owe me, ya
Can’t
aye
We turnin up lil nigga we just buss shit
Feelin like I'm harden you can tell by how I clutch shit
Glock 22 Lil nigga have to buss shit
Lil brody
Lil Nikki On State Street
A Hell of A Day
Rest In Peace To B.I.G & Shorty Frank
We Gotcha Renee “ DearBorns “
Outro
(Talking At The End )
Rest
Marcy, so please don't taunt me
I spent some summer times in Canarsie
Me and Quan gettin' stopped and frisked by Hutch and Starsky
They was lookin' for
Big Fish
I hope you brought that defense!
Hook
I’m that mr big fish
I ain’t with that weak shit
I’m ruling these waters , i can tell who the weak
and my children
Had to put the wide body on the Lamb' truck, it look sexy, call it "Mrs. Urus"
Fucked up playin' around, now I'm serious
I got
Back by popular demand, Mr. Stay posted up just like the gram
Quick to break the bones, get the hell on, scram
The concrete I fell on, police man
don't want none and that's word to lil Reese at the top It's just up real people hard to come by I don't duck wid em much I'm wid bro smoking Runts that's
it poppin
(""Bitch I'm paid, that's all I got to say"") - Lil Wayne
My name is Mr. Popularity, fam' I get it poppin
(""No-no-no-no matter what I do,
S550 for the benzo
Goin off the top no pen hoe
Ion do the friendzone
Fuckin on lil shawty but I realy want the friend tho
Shawty playin game Nintendo
I got big drip
I stay with the fishes
Don’t need a Mrs
Don’t really do kisses
You niggers be cappin
That’s all fiction
I need that land back, please
G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's
(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in
G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's
(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in
a limosuine everywhere you go and fly private planes
that's what I was taught to do
by my big homie thou
you can always be a nigga,
but a nigga ain't rich
DEBONAIRE: Yo wussup my nigga where the fuck you been?
JT MONEY: Shit, I jus' came from round a bitch house
tryin to get a lil pussy, why'know I
was grey hoodies
For every nigga, every bitch said I can't or couldn't
Pussy, listen, better think 'bout what you sayin' to me
My lil' cousin 'nem in
Mr Hellcat nigga
Idol (skrt)
I ain’t never been worried bout nun but my bitch getting pregnant or a snitch
But ima hit her so slow when I fuck her
you stink issa lil dump
Okay whatchu think huh? Givin you this lil chance
Peter Piper picked a pepper n he choked on lil chunks
Back to back I keep
Bad to the bone,
When I get it on, like Marvin Gaye.
But stay away from my chrome homes,
'Cause you scratch it, then you'll pay.
By the way, my
on him, and do a lil' more than stare at him
Poet I know it, I Mr. modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute
Yeah
Aye
Whoa
Hah
Aye
Aye Mr.Francis
Let me get a lil bit of ya help on this one
If you don't mind, please
I almost fucked it up
I almost lost you
pussy up in the place to trip on good times
I'm surrounded by see's D's and double D's
some down ass women that freak me down to they knees
[Mr
Got me some change but I never will change
Never been the type to go against the fucking grain
I told that lil bitch give me brain
I feel like Lebron
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