Lyrics:
him body
bun it up
throw it over di precipit
dem a fire wild grains
every shot whe fire miss
mi a carry mine haffi squeez it off
mi nah guh itch
mi
Like-Like
Oh my God
Oh my God
Like, Oh my god
Damn
Need a big ass crib with a room full of mirrors
And look in that bitch
I'm surrounded by winners
Infested myself, and got convicted
Wearing visors, sunglasses, and disguises
Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis
I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr
and money
I'm bummy but I bet I can get your bitch
To beat my dick for me
[Bizarre]
Doing drivebys in less than two minutes
And I know one of these houses
go, we rollin? (ay)
What's 80 minutes to me
Man in a minute imma hit you with the realest
Expect less? Now you got me pressed
Ok I'm Mr. 4.0 I'm
[mr. pookie]
Follow my wickedness, now can you picture this?
2 deadly crooks, went off tha hook,
Don smoked a blunt, I feel tha dizzyness
Twist yo
3, 2, 1
what, what, what man turn that down...
gimme five more minutes...
five more minutes...
What time is it?
i'm tired man
11:59 already
Wake up
It's a spoon-fed experience
Yeah, I thought that line was hilarious
But we headed back to the project
Get a couple lines in
By some motherfuckers who
(Coulomb's law states that the force between two electric charges reduces to a quarter of its former value when the distance between them is doubled)
I'm tired of people sayin' it's gon' be fine
Fines piled up on my dash but in the meantime
All my experiences help me fiend for rewinds
But baby,
thirty
Uh, those were the best two
Minutes of my life yeah, you like that?
I love you Tommy
It's uh, it's Mr mac, um, I love you too baby
Uh you just
TV screen?
four legs good, two legs bad,
four legs good, two legs bad.
who needs experience when you have potential.
but still I would like
But if you lemme love you, you gone feel that crown
20 minutes in the party we gone feel that crown
We can be the power rangers that never power down
I
a whip you know it go zip
Shawty keep calling my phone catching a fit
Ima be right there in a minute Bussing her ass in that Fendi
This is that life that
Lady visitor come to see you
And if I know my celebrities
It's Mrs Tanya Turner, isn't it?
Erm?
Oh I read all the glossies, my love
Need a bit of glamour
amused
(WHAAAT!!!)
I'm sick of you bitches, you prickin a stick faster
A little by little a minute I get half of
Think im a wizard unwhipping a clip, damn
the casa, your god exists
'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
overheard someone yell from the direction of Mr. Springsteen's dressing room "keep it going for another 20 minutes, man, he's watching the sunset with Patty!"
The time was four minutes after seven pm on a Wednesday evening
I have a recording session schedule for 9 O'clock which is 2 hours from now
I'm
minute
She say ‘Dah faith a fi yuh, weapon yuh Betta bring it""
She say ""Dah gate Deh naah go open, yuh Betta kick it""
Yea dem stress yah wicked
Spinach
By now you know that I can do this, like Brutus
With rhymes on point like a harpoon is, them's the rumors
Bringing this to my consumers, both
you
I get geeked off a Sprite that got no mud up in it
My verses and hooks take ‘bout 35 minutes
Multiply it by ten till you get the backends
Don’t do
the street
Where the crosswalk is met by a 90 degree
Two bars and going before the light turn green
One bar and come and blink to the next scene
Bitch I'm
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
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