Lyrics:
I want my money like Mr. Ren
I Pull up in a new black Benz
You niggas wanna live how I live
These women love when I'm Mr. Ren
All my bitches issa
the world turn twice
[Mr.Ness]
And I'm Mr.Ness, that rock the best
And I'm ready to rock at your request
Go on, go on with your best
Raheim is gonna do
Totally psychic open your mind quick as the vibe kicks word to my sidekick
Sex boi let's hoi jislaaik yo yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
Put on my tux and now I'm out for business
Mr. Go Get It (I'ma go get it)
Yeah
I'ma go get it (I'ma go get it)
I get the chicken, bread, the green,
As you may have gathered by now
We have more people joining us all the time, and, uh
The song was first, uh, taking shape
'Bout two blocks from
Man
I say man, man, man
You're a Mr Greedy Man
Man, man, man
Mr Greedy Man
Selling out his soul fi dis system Babylon
I say man, man, man
You're a Mr
man's out on bail
They gottem out on bail?!
Mr. Trouble!
Oh my god Mr. Trouble!
Trouble is, his middle name
Kicking buckets, that's his game
You can't
Past or present day
Check my resume still climbing
So get out my way
Living with scars
Baptized by fire
My kredentials left tears
For my Angel I admire
on the top of that evergreen
We'll take a stroll down Michigan Avenue
I'll turn your heart beating red instead of blue, oh
Call me Mr. Christmas
I'll
bitches in my white crocs (Damn)
NBA like Youngboy, don't fuck with my niggas mane (Don't do it)
I'm makin' big moves, Max Keeble, Mr. Jindrake (Let's go)
Thought i told u already im chasin the the fetty and cashing out on new baguettes
That boy soft like a teddy he play wit us we gone jam u up and turn him
with my niggas, is a bad idea but you niggas good luck
Yo block is the Apollo and I’m the (Sandman)
Hittas lookin out
Ready to put you in the (Sand man)
mama name you, or Mrs. Paul's
Battle in session, what's up with it?
I talk like I walk with a f***ed up pivot
N****s scream out: "It's just us
when I say that
Mr. Reinhart is a hater
He a faker, he a taker, he a breaker
Getting all my anger out like I'm a player
Cooking up the heat like I'm
in her heart
Out, I say!
Hey, don't I know you, mister?
Mr. Todd, sir!
The judge
I have no time
Where is she? Where is the girl?
Yeah
No Mr. Nice Guy
This is a war cry
The real just dont die
The real just dont die
Look up in my eye
You won't see sunshine
This shit is
Oh, I already see what it is
He thinks he's a gangsta
Mr. Collipark
You think you gangsta
'Cause you did time
Well, listen here, gangsta
Don't cross
mug me and turn me like I was a sucker
So slow ya lil' ass down on this side of town
Before you find yourself either melted or even beat down
Like that
Let me turn that frown upside down
Inside out girl that's what I'm all about
And if you don't mind, take a chance with me
I guarantee I'll be the one
flies)
Ooh, I can turn your state into a city
I'm a CEO, I can turn a Drake into a Diddy
(Kodak)
Ooh, 'bout to hit you niggas where it hurt
Why you go so
I'm sending by mail
You can tell me what I'm getting, I won't kiss and tell
I don't know how you do anything without the help of your elves
Look out
As the second half begins Dribbles takes a seat
He spent half time collecting towels and massaging players' feet
The team coach Mr Snoodle now turns around
you by
Turn your ears to the weatherman
Saying it be colder in December
Get your boots and your
It's been the same for years
So I remember
Ooh,
what a toss
Well, I can sing out of time
But, I can sing out of tune
And all that matters is mine
(All mine)
Glory, glory hallelujah
You better watch
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