Lyrics:
nigga we did we went and we got
We did it alone by ourselves
Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
Know now for wealth
Stood our
surprise, your demise
The skull fracture, I attacked ya
Mr. E in 3-D, you're just a beat jacker
Exhalin flatulence, past tense
Have
[E-40]
You got the beat turned up in my ear a little mo'?
(Aight) Let's go
Uhh, a little more volume pimp YEAH, okay
Just tell me when... yeah
smoke, drink
Demon on wheels, but my tank on E
Rubber and bands call me Mr. Fantastic
Spectrum boy when I spit I get spastic
Anita when step in the booth
the Natural are-e to the source
In the b-l-e-n-d
City to city (state to state)
Borough to borough
NYC to worldwide rock thorough
See me and rhymes alike
FBI dem kick in my door
GI Joe dem come in by force
csk if a gun underneath my clothes
Let me explain before expose
Mi wifie role play as a street
it reigns hot
Making necks snap back, like a slingshot
E hustle, and muscle my way in
Then tussle for days in, on my own with guns blazing
Not for
neva move shakey no time inuh if a pussy try test bet mi clat it up affi pussy try test then mi binez him up
25/8 pon e line we a thief mrs margret yuh
In the daville, steppin' good, and I got on purple jeans
Opp had a shiny head, he look just like Mr. Clean
Somebody pull me up, I ain't talkin' no
baby
You go dey by my side
Gwanumoooo
Tell me
You go dey by my side
Gwanumoooo
No no no no no
Original rudeboy Mr Flavour pon the dancehall
They dunno
the same green I get
I mean I get so much
Green it's like I'm Irish
High glis' on my wrist and you
Can see the camera shoot
The CD gettin' spins it's Mr
Freakin' it, yeah it's time, I'ma tippy toes, goofy all the crime, cook this shit up, call me Mr. White, yeah that's not right, yeah, shit someone is
gonna come back down,
We are here to save the ERF uhhh. E-R-F uh..
Todd Berry Todd Berry
I'm gonna pay you on an hourly rate, pay you on an hourly
'Til I D-I-E
'Til I D-I-E-I-E-I-E
'Til I D-I-E
'Til I D-I-E-I-E-I-E
'Til I D-I-E
'Til I D-I-E-I-E-I-E
'Til I D-I-E
'Til I D-I-E-I-E-I-E
Get crunk,
the sleep
No be your tune you me the dance
E.m david jessy cj walters
Vivian maweeya
Thank you mr face
Everyone supporting
They don help my life
Bless you ore
[Lilscienz]
Yo, freestyles, reside to the e-ventually
You might see me, kick the spree
Get the tape in the Benzi box
Up in club spots
On a regular
Mr. Brockett (WOW!)
If you fool around,
Were done
No Mr. Brockett, lowe me to live (Hey, Hey)
Ok
Step to it, get to it
Bicep than you drop to it
Nae
nights became da ys
as the world drifted by
what a crying shame
how i wish those da ys back again
i want to see us laugh the w ay we did
say hey mr man
you
One, two, three, pop, pop
One, two, three, pop, pop
One, two, three, pop, pop
Mr. Davis
One, two, three, pop, pop (okay)
Yeah (woo)
Okay, okay
eshe wo hu?
Take care of ma door expenditure
E b me b Kubolor u no c me 4 yor tv?
Mek u enter yor own club u go hear ma cd
Hey Mr Bouncer
U 4 mek
A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H
I got a gal in Kalamazoo
Don't want to boast but I know
She's the toast of Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)
Years
Written By: Michael A. Johnson
You can’t walk inside my shoes or wear the socks on my feet
I’m validated by the Lord & certified in the streets
I
really want a problem with me
I do it by any means adidas because
It's cream blue face Mr. Scrooge dive in on the team
Grimy because it's me regulator
Blessed by Jah,
So by his Grace I'm gon rule Naija
See the name is Omo Naija JA,
Those wey no like me, make dem JA
Omo Naija, Oya Mr sweety na Naija heyyy
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