Lyrics:
not a 41
Try again, bitch, I'm not one of them
Glock cocked, I be done shot one of them
They ain't know I had the gun
When they let me in
You know I got
H-Town from the south side of Houston
You're tuned to the sounds of a nigga, who don't give a fuck
Cause one way or the other
I'm goin' still get mine,
A S A P, F E R G
Big Tigger, I'm jigga, and you know me, D
(ay)
Lamborghini dreams, bitch I mean what I say
Do it for a purpose, you just her by mistake
Put
me, I handle the business when it's time to get it, I zone in
I'm the same way if I'm with fifty niggas who be killin' or I'm by my lonely
I be
thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome?
Labels want my name beside a X, like Malcolm
Everybody got a deal, I did it without one
Yeah, nigga, I'm
[Mr. Lil One]
Jack 'The Ripper', strippin mothaf**kas for their egos
Peace to all the bald heads, mobbn in their regals
Need no mothaf**ka to be
tracks I don't release
Hello my name is Mr. Spit My Game
Never follow through
I could be Mr. Lemonade
If you swallow
South Dakota relocated
Trippin'
Collecting bad bitches, I'm building a team
Waxing her down like I'm Mr. Miyagi, She saying I'm funny like I'm Mr. Bean
I just pulled up in a brand new
What you mean you done with me (hehe)
Yeah, you for real
You finished?
Crazy, we'll see about that
I'll be killing it, I'm ill and legit
"Oh I know I'm drunk now
Ladies and gentleman, I for-
I forgot my favorite man sitting over there
His name is"
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
"Oh I know I'm drunk now
Ladies and gentleman, I for-
I forgot my favorite man sitting over there
His name is"
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
like yeah, faggot, screw you
F*** am I to do now? Just lay back like I'm that lame b****
Dude, I'm that same b****, don't you know? Never cross no hoe
lil bitch my shawty (Yeah, ey)
She put that vag' on me
Yung Majik on it
I got me like a hunnid
Bad lil bitch my shawty
She wanna be by the palm tree
She
been shot down shot down shot down Mr Garfield been shot down low
Lord I knew the President was supposed to be at the depot that day
And we just
to kill a muther f**ker and it's done in.
Since I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct -
Is one of the main reasons I don't give a f**k.
Chances are
loving on me
I can't think of nothing
That'll make me walk out
I'm holding on
I love my Mr. Wrong
He be kissing and touching on me
I can't help but
no props
Lil one make em timber
Lil one got a bad temper
Lil one killed that boy in November
Lil one be hustlin
Lil one be thuggin
Lil one
to get popped by a cop?
Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
N**** on my stomach see -
that n****
who gives a damn about that b****
So n**** step up you get f***ed up
I just broke a bottle so you know you get cut up
So n**** step up you
Mr November
I will try to remember
To make good choices
And ignore the bad things
That I always want to do
Mr November
I'm making bad decisions again
Mr November
I will try to remember
To make good choices
And ignore the bad things
That I always want to do
Mr November
I'm making bad decisions again
[Mr. Lil One]
Jack 'The Ripper', strippin mothaf**kas for their egos
Peace to all the bald heads, mobbn in their regals
Need no mothaf**ka to be
pockets on swell
The number one D-boy, Mr fishscale
I don't fuck around with snitches who tell
Put holes in your brain
Leave bodies to smell
I'm out here
the process of presidents
I'm a tnt and m-o-be
Mr. f-I-e-n to the d
Be-a double d-s to the t
? ? ? the barrel is chrome
Cause your ass ain't makin it home
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