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'm wobblin', yeah)
How you gon' wear fake designer, GG is on me (It's on me let's go)
Huh, wait, alarming, fuckin' this bitch in my Balmains

I'm Mr. Bitches I

Shoutout Wickie, man, shoutout Lil' Wickie
Sazzyman, that's my manager
Shoutout my mans Reese, Amari
Jordan bum ass
Uh, yeah
Shoutout out Mr. Margiela,

suck and swallow
Wow wow  I'm way off track 
This was supposed to be a track about attacking anything that life
Throws at you but I got distracted by

I'm Mr man
Yes, ma'am, I made mistakes
But never picked when I raise my hand
That made me hate school
What's next? I'm skippin' class
Education is

fuck with me cause I ain't have shit
Heart was broke, why twin up in his feelings, bout  his last bitch
We thuggin for to be ight
I told lil Sano  fuck

argue i sound the alarms
Like how the fuck is this shit get boring
Hit and quit it she gone by the morning
Keeping my cool no emotion I'm yawning
Fine lil

His Bandage came loose
Mr. Tsuchigomori Haven't you
Ever wanted to go to the moon?
Huh?
(This is a silly goofy production)
I know I have the moon is

Cobain going crazy don’t call me curt 



Tending my own garden yea I’m growin by myself 

Since I was 12 picking books off the shelves 

Well off living

Flip Flop

Boyz N da Hood

New Joc City [Clean]

2006

The Mr. throw the deuce up
Paint still drippin' like it's fresh up out the shower
12 in the cut a couple shots of blunt power?
I rep that fo' five flat

see losing now 

Just see crowds going wild 

Rhymes always hittin like pow 



Really got a thing for her style 

N Baby got a pretty lil mouth 

She

Told a demon he don't want smoke, I got holy on me
By any means imma take the message to the lil bros and the big homies
If my life is in the hand

party everybody by the pool (Splash)
Homie a lil faded he might go and act a fool (Crazy)
But when it comes to the ladies Mr. Cool Cat (Cat)
Hit him with

to eliminate the scheme
Turned his plats into a baldy made e'm sport the mr.clean
Maq about the Duffle bag I'm young & still a damn machine
Get ready to zone in

She want top floor boss thats me
Deeper than rap I just put it on a beat
Real hoodrich you can tell by my feet
Talk out your neck get shot in your

at the gym I see you focused on ya fitness 
You could be my Mrs.
You could blow me chocolate kisses 
Have it wrapped up by this Christmas 
Bout to shake it up

the time that I got shot by Cupid 

Took her on a family trip and I ain’t know the chick

I was Trynna get some ass while my pops go and fish 



But

a tear I couldn't shed no tears
I grew up in the jungle lil nigga had no fear
Take a look up at my life
Devil tried to take me twice
They tried to give me

But teach me all your grammar
She say before I hit
I got to meet her nana
UNISEXXX
Her momma say
Oh won't you stay for dinner Mr.
I say hell nah unless

but guarantee lil bitch I jugg
I try my best to be a gentlemen they bringing out my thug
Niggas sweet just like some cinnamon no I don't feel em bruh

up ahead of me
It's gonna be a long time for it's R.I.P to Mr. Reesh
Got kids to breed
Like DOGs
Cus in this world, only dogs eat, but still preach LOV

sex in her city
Imma go, get fresh just like Carrie, she a saint turned heathen for me, Mr. Big (ahh-uhh)
Still can't not get trib, nigga I'll wait

. Silva
I'll make you see God, no Poseidon, wet 'em up with the Trident
For thinking his bars can tighten, lil' snake in the grass really Typhon
Stick's

the sand, deep in the trenches with the AK in my hand
Ready to spray, all of you down, lil' bitch I go super saiyan
Watch me advance, watch me evolve into

the recipe 
My shit be like an ocean 
I'm outta tune with the bullshit 
Sorry Mr officer see I don't really know shit 
Saw him on the street I was looking for