Lyrics:
another fuckin kid
Cause I don't give a motherFUCK, and you do
That's why your stupid ass got bucked
Outta luck, never took the time to wish
Took
hit a nigga wit' the one-two
And I do this shit because I want to
You know when you down when you want
You can come when you want to
Why the fuck
they be spraying
Ball in my hand and the game on the line lil nigga yeen even playing
Leave me be ion fw niggas
I ain't racist but I feel like fuck
second place, boy
I've been number one forever
This lil' bih be geek as hell
Like why your sister on your header?
That lil' bitch a rat scat
Lil' brother,
little lamb, little lamb
Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn
Mama, why do they keep saying this? I just don't understand, understand
And by the way,
on the liquor you were Lil too drunk
I grew up in the veld taking care of my cows
This is why my meat so thick ey
I aren't with the bull so this ain't beef
I don't touch enough paper, lil' bitch, I'm not bragging
I'm tryna fuck a thicc bitch who walk around with a wagon
Ain't no excuses, every day I'm Mr
'all niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here
B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo
home to paper in hand
Ain't gotta brag about the Feds, young man
Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas, I got flats in
home to paper in hand
Ain't gotta brag about the Feds, young man
Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas, I got flats in
'm out to get high & supply
What you need Mr. Postman
Comin' through with all the mail What you need?
I got for sale on the stairwell to Hell
and camcorders
So what you tryin to tell me dear?
I got Bently, Benson and Mr. Belverdere
And I just want to blow your mind
I'm talkin literally blow your mind
I think that I need wings,
Girl I know your impressed by the things that money brings
I'm not your other nigga
I do it way bigger, c'mon on baby do
Mr. Browns
Thick bitch with some lil'-ass tits, all my bitches brown
I'm done wonderin' if it's smoke, nigga, I'm just gon' gun you down
Nigga, kill
Scandalous
Cuz these girls gon set you up
I'm Mr. Been On
I been set up before
I been kicked down low by a chick before
But I ain't never let it hold me back
I Miss You
Mr Lil One ( Album : Once in a Decade Pt. 2 )
Yeah, I wanna dedicate this one to my Mother and my Father
Here we go
I'll be showin' up
I'm down the hole by Mr. Rabbit
I'm down the hole by Mr. Rabbit
I speak from the core
My heart don't know poor
Was born to fill my safes with money
run up I'ma leave em' flat
Why you fuck with the opps, like, let's get into that
Matter facts, lil' ninja, you a rat
Bigcarbomb SK that's my block
We
nomo
Lil' bitch, I'm good
Lil' bitch, I'm good Ion even wanna talk about it nomo
Y'all think that I'm doing this shit for the fame
But really it's
on me (why they hatin' on me?)
But God know I'm thug so
You know lil' Boosie gon' and get skeet
No, don't nobody know (he knows)
God know
Nigga you
(why they hatin' on me?)
But God know I'm thug so
You know lil' Boosie gon' and get skeet
No, don't nobody know (he knows)
God know
Nigga you
the backseat
Stunned like a rapper and I ball like an athlete (yeah)
Only one me, all these bitches can't have me (woo)
Mr. Bigshot (-shot), game on lock
nowhere
Its like y?all niggers never knew this, check this out, c?mon
No one on the corner have swagger like puff
Swagger like puff, swagger like puff
They ion like how I do it I make it look ez
Plug heavy set he look like peezy
Get em in get em out swear you won't believe it
How y'all doing I'm Mr
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