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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
and west every lil ends I gotta give a test to build business minds alike, grow smarter and become the best
GMA AKA great mind alike in my circle
missions l
Yea I'm onna rise tryna count hella digits
Lil shordy down to ride I call her my lil mrs
Swear I need you by side cause when you not I really miss
wrist
Get ki money from a quarter, blame it on my wrist
I whip coke like hoes, nigga, I'm a pimp
Lil' nigga 'bout to rape the market
If we talking
wrist
Get ki money from a quarter, blame it on my wrist
I whip coke like hoes, nigga, I'm a pimp
Lil' nigga 'bout to rape the market
If we talking
came across all these little ppl lil ppl right infront of me
they looked up at me and sed hey mr r u tall
i sed yes im tall but hu r u wierd little
Mr4pound tryna get loose uh
40 gotta kick like a jitsu uh
Shorty eating d*** til she get full
I was ina trap by myself sellin pit
Food
I be moving wit a big
lights, thats what pops say
Tryna go global over night, give me front page
So tell me, why I’m bothered by this lil’ minutiae
Same reason you wear
to pound town
I want it right now
You ever leave me
RED RUM
My mind just reversed , you just gotta invest
Stay away from low key, get it out your chest
Keep
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
a bench, get your willy on
Say word
Money, my money, she all 'bout my money
Soon as I get it, she beggin' it from me
Beg me, she beg me the way that she
point A to B
I start by sippin coffee while talking to my lil built freak, silhouettes of the rain on her window pain under silk sheets
Only time I miss
like this here
[Mr. G-stacka] Yeah
[Big Pimp] Yeah, let Gangsta represent first for his lil' baby why'knaw'msayin?
He ain't got nothin' but one so he
[Mr. Lil' One (talking)]
Aight, here we go
Oh yeah... triple sixin
Mr. Lil' One, GPA
And that mothafucka Shadow
[Mr. Lil' One]
Comin through my
to respect yo elders mayne
I'm twomp bait nigga ain't no need for you to record hate
mind ya own, or ya own gon remind you
Nigga!!
The Click will biatch!
dear I could not understand
'Cuz I never been the gambling man
But for you lil' baby I'm more than able
To push all my chips on your table
Hey Mrs Lady
climbing so I could Be Him
To be with you, care for you, careful lil baby
I bet you been lonely there's no mr Mero
Don't notice behind the scenes you missed
Back in the day we played hopscotch
Gambling money surrounded by bitches and honeys I'm pimpin like Travis Scott
This is the Asian lifestyle
Gimmie
celebrate, project out, this yellow mane
I'm looking like Mufasa to these sheep (Sheep, sheep, sheep)
Fuck all of your EPs, album-length, you see me
I
'm a millionaire, started as a drug dealer
I went from rocks to Zs, writin' raps and movies
I went from trustin' these tricks
Now they all wanna sue me, so fuck
on my crew
I went from dirt to large work like boatloads of keys
It's hard work and it hurts to live life on ya knees
So God please have a lil' mercy
Shawty fine
Just wanna make her mine
Toe the line
Come here and ride this nine
I can read your mind
Psychic type mr mime
You stole my heart
Fuck you
hit one of your friends and
It's some black tubes
Yeah, call Mr gun Knife Lanez
I call me Mr "Damn He Done Fucked My Dame"
It's lil' nigga that you
Instead of out here chasing clout
Keep your people from suffering
Call me Mr. did it already
That designer they be rocking
I been in it already
That lil
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