Lyrics:
on my tip
Hoes like feel then I Stockton assist
It ain't no stoppin' shit
Avoid the potholes, put stocks on the 6
Got Mary blowing Jane
We fucking
Jones
The very first time I met her I
Saw her from across the room
And instantly we both became consumed by the thought
Of she and I being together
just happy for the time, the weed and the wine
The walks in the park, escapades in the dark
We knew how it had to be right from the very start
'Cause I
Mr. Rosenberg
No, I ain't no fuckin' dummy
Bitch, I'm Mr. Rosenberg
Mr. Rosenberg
Call me Mr. Rosenberg
Made fun of my last name 'til the cash came, Mr
I'm like-
What's harder? Life or Mr. Carter?
What's higher? The price or Mr. Carter?
Should I call you Mr. Reeby 'cause I'm right here to starve
bitches say we gamma
I swear I got them hammers
I swear my niggas gorillas that's
Why we out packin' bananas
Ride with my niggas, Philadel niggas
Ain't
you knew
What I say is straight facts only tell the true
I'm Mr Wrong not the right one for you boo
She's Mrs Wrong not the right one for me too
We both
Mr. Count-The-Rope, Mr. Fried-Rice-With-The-Prawns
Mr. I-Mastered-The-Style, I'm just working on my form
Mr. Solo Dolo, no, this ain't no ride along
got to be a bad boy
Okay, come out and play
Ya'll clowns Need to get down
Or get out the way i'm a live round
Shot to your head by Doc Dre ain't too
got the game all in on lock
He talking 'bout bird, we get that by the flock
A Benjamin Franklin always in my knot
I got way too much love right there
our hands (We will)
And we gon' all unite (Unite)
Mr. You killed Ezell Ford
Mr. That ain't right (Ain't right)
I don't wanna stand down
(Nooo Nooo)
wit penny for any type of showdown
Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob bringin' sounds to your town
We be down to the fullest and fool I thought you knew this
That
Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself
both of us just popped a pill
and now am feelin'
California but I'm on every corna
Krs fredwreck
Never say we neva warned ya
Conscious lyrics its time for a lil bit
Ya hear how I'm spittin it
No one is
much Mr ow much are you charging?
I went on a stag do to London the other year
£5.50 for a motherchuffin' beer
I was broke by the first night, London's
did my wrongs but I could be your Mr. Right (right)
It ain’t the end of the world or the end of ya life
I just wanna see you smile by the end
Yo
Yo, Drew and Inf', did this, this right here is crazy
I feel big, you know what I mean?
Like not-not big in the sense of weight, you know what
[Mr. Shadow]
Wuz up dogg
[Lil' Rob]
Wuz up homie,
Check out the suburban right there homes
[Mr. Shadow]
Which one, the black one?
[Lil' Rob]
Yeah,
They call me Mr. Laidback, take my kindness for a weakness, the underground king ain't got time for the weak shit, they talk about me daily and I
your ass lil nigga
Your niggas wanna tweak with my niggas
I'm a dog, I'ma eat with my niggas
Twitter beefing, that ain't me lil nigga
Location
Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
some Gregory Isaacs with some cool rub-a-dub
And later on we reminisce in the hot tub, huh
Mr. Lover (baby, the baddest one)
Mr. Lover (come love
some Gregory Isaacs with some cool rub-a-dub
And later on we reminisce in the hot tub, huh
Mr. Lover (baby, the baddest one)
Mr. Lover (come love
prepared to pop
Can't let it slide 'cause these lil boyz ain't right
Somebody gon' die tonight when we ride tonight
I'ma clear your set if I heard your
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