Lyrics:
Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr
to
Alejandra, I love you
And by the way folks we got a baby on the way expected
July 2019 (Woo) so, that's hatnin (Woo)
And I'm excited, It ain't all smiles
don't compare,
I'm comin in blastin like Curtis Jackson in 05,
I need me just a lil bit of you from both sides, My candy shops open baby, so come
this songs is gonna tell me ??
Hey, I've been bustin'
And fizz knuckin' bitches
It tizz nothin' for years puffin'
I've been clutchin' riches from his
High post, plain coast with a bunch thug niggas, drug dealers
Project fools, C-Murder past them tools
Shit I'm bout to make these motherfuckers get up
feat. Mr. Lil One
[Mr. Lil One]
Everybody want to be knowing
How I be doing it when I be flowing
back up in this motherfucker
ready to server you
a stone
To you my dear
* : Haitian Creole Word
*(1) My Mrs
*(2) i know
*(3) what quality you are
*(4) you never changed
*(5) you are always there by my
Yeah, this big Bun B the baby southern OG
I'm Pimp C's brother every body knows me
Comin' from that P.A.T, with Mr. V.I.C.
Young Mogul, ENT.
If you
think I'm falling out of love
I think I'm falling out of love
She a ghost, Mrs. Ghost
I'm a go, cause she ghost
She play with my love
She play with my
homie lil homie
SunnieHit Big Step I rep from the gun state to the Big Bear
Negativity kill it right there.
put them coins in the southwest Guaranteed
with the blues (ooh)
Going Mr. T with the jewels (ooh)
Get salt over by your boo (ooh)
I ain't never kickin' no spooks
Nigga say he thinkin' bout
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
what you gotta say? I love
Criticism from fuckin' critics
Once I really get to rappin'
I really hear fuckin' crickets
Ever since I started rappin' I
ain't speaking
Game and 50 Cent beefing
Then Cease got Lil' Kim knocked
I'm hearing all this from the jail
While I'm sitting in my cell
And I
don't care about it
Want Cartier frames on my face, When i'm geeked the fuck up
I don't wanna see nobody, Thought she was the one
I lost my love for her,
Just a young paid nigga
Getting money bout a couple different ways Nigga
My lil homie just got caught with a Ak with em
From a city where them
off
Say put lil monk on the map if he walk it off
I'ma I'ma
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin to stunt
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin
beautiful to be the man
lil one that evil man
[Mr. Sancho]
holdin the cap of my gun
surrounded by copers
I'm settin to run out
am ownin your crew with
Mr. Streetsweep
Twinkie soft niggaz get dealt with swift-ily
I'm amazin', I always bring the heat
Pull the cake up through the ground if he fuckin'
Yeah, we got Khaled, the billi', Mr. Billi', yeah
DJ Khaled
I'm tryna love you like you 'posed to be loved (tryna love you like you 'posed to be
it with both hands
I swear to God I love this glock
I think we got a romance
And I learnt this shit from my pops
Shout out to my old man
Guess I'm in
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
Please, bitch call me Mr.Freeze 'cause the shit on my neck and my sleeve
Be keepin' sero degrees, when I fuck just a nut in the breeze
Learned from LiL
Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump
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