Lyrics:
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
Oh, you're his girl?
Hello, my name is Mr. Goodbar
I'm came to offer champagne
Later on, maybe, I'll tell you my real name
But for now sip your
Oh, you're his girl?
Hello, my name is Mr. Goodbar
I'm came to offer champagne
Later on, maybe, I'll tell you my real name
But for now sip your
Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws?
I wanna do it
Let's draw straws
Jack said, "we should work together"
Three of a kind
Birds of a feather
Now
Cream man (Cream)
I'm sellin' ice cream i'm sellin' ice cream
Mr ice Cream man (Ice)
Mr ice Cream man (Cream)
Mr ice Cream man (Ice)
Mr ice Cream man
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
Real niggas fuck wit me, real niggas fuck wit me, real niggas fuck wit me
And I don't give a fuck who don't
Real niggas fuck wit me, real niggas
Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws?
I wanna do it
Let's draw straws
Jack said, "we should work together"
Three of a kind, birds of a feather
Now
'm twisted, door knob
Talk stupid? Off with your head
Nigga, money talks, and Mr. Ed, yeah
I'm so Young Money
Got a drum on the gun, Energizer bunny
Funny
Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws?
I wanna do it
Let's draw straws
Jack said, "we should work together"
Three of a kind, birds of a feather
Now
just a lil' more now)
We ain't gonna get no sleep
I go my way, you go yours
You taste real life, I taste tours (alright)
Sweet at first, but after
as a nigga in the cash game
I'm livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Tell me is it cool to fuck?
Did you think I come to talk? Am I a fool or what?
holdin' a grudge is like
Lettin' somebody just live inside of your head rent free
Real talk, I don't got time to evict these clowns
Y'all niggas been
Hide and seek if you desire
I started with hello
By chance are you alone
Silence turned my eyes onto my feet
Sorry to disturb
Losing all my nerve
just a lil' more now)
We ain't gonna get no sleep
I go my way, you go yours
You taste real life, I taste tours (alright)
Sweet at first, but after
because my hunger?
Mr. America young black niggas want ya
I want to talk to the man understand
Understand this motherfucking G-pack in my hand
Look what
because my hunger?
Mr. America young black niggaz want ya
I want to talk to the man understand
Understand this motherfuckin G-pack in my hand
Look
talk
(They think I be glorifying this street shit, not at all, uh-uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In interviews talkin' Plug talk
Got my name off of drug
as a nigga in the cash game
I'm livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Tell me is it cool to fuck?
Did you think I come to talk? Am I a fool or what?
again.
By any standards, a bizarre reunion!
Is being homeless affecting your game?
I wouldn't know, as I have a home in England.
No, by a home
Droppin' chronic flakes on your ass, biatch
West Coast flavor
Niggas who talk shit get dealt with real quick
So if you wanna take a trip to the Row
Let
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