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really flow it yes I really know it Its tha nigga Quelly Quel yes I got to go in
Every time I pick up on the flow lil nigga ya I know Quelly Quel that Im

take you to the motherland
Hold on, money fold, dope sold, I done made a hundred bands
I'm a walk by faith, Draco make him do the running man
I'm so HFK,

'm steady focused on getting richer
You play em all like you really balls but you just dick they should call you Richard

Read the script I'm Mr. Fantastic

I go by the name of Chuck
A lot of y'all know me a Colorful Chuck
but lets just get into it
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
My name is Chuck, Colorful Chuck
Came

I'm gon' disappear, instant transmission
Say that I'm not goin' up, got it twisted
Gon' be the greatest that ever existed
I fuck with a slutty lil

what she need she wanna be Mrs. Wright
All them plays I done made
Boy I should've been in Vype
It don't take much to bag her I catch her she giggle
Come

brothers, two sisters
Them shortiez gots to eat
Mother's a junkie, she twisted
So all they got is me i'm the provider
With goals to do much better than my

(TJ produced it)
Ooh-whoa, oh-oh, oh
I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code
Oh, yeah
Uh (Key Gang got the keys jumpin')

Once the plastic blew
Five shots changed my whole life
Throats were slit
Niggas died by my orders when
I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild

Couldn't stop Mr. Yote in that drop top
Now boy don't get it twisted by the drill in me cusp
That gimmick only strong as how you making it up

So rest up it

I'm blacker than Mr. Po
They try to come between us i'm lettin that blicky blow
XVT don't die baby, my clique the meanest
Lil shawty sneak by you

'm taking shots of purple water, lil' bitch, I ain't tipsy
I think his thot want a rich nigga and his pockets empty
Call that lil' nigga R. Kelly 'cause he

These fuck niggas keep calling me, had to change my phone

Had to slam my door, hey had to slam my door
Mr. Yellow and white gold, I'mma keep bagging

and let his bitch drive it
I'm talkin' violation
My lil' niggas out here robbin' niggas for
The love of ballin' like Sanaa Lathan
And they some cold hearted

sick, twisted sadistic lil motherfucker
I'm like courage, cause I'm cowardly when I'm without my mother
I might snap, blackout and kill a motherfucker
I

Bitch need to do your part
You ain't never gon' win my heart
Bitch want me by her side just to make sure she okay
Yeah, I ain't no captain save a ho lil

The Mr quick To Fuck Shit Up In a Hurry
On the mic I'll squash
Your little Ms philosophy
With atomic technological atrocity
I find it very ironic that

Mr. Tambourine Man

Gene Clark

Firebyrd

1987

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In

A Milli

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter III [Deluxe Edition]

2008

You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't

Now it's so spooky spooky spooky Mr. Halloween
I’m like the boogie boogie man better watch for me
Okay let's go and get the funds I think its time

there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'

(yeah)
I'm a stoner motherfucker, twisted up like candy cane (yeah)
Put her hands up by her head and dance like VV's on my chain
Fuck your feelings,

this 'Rari girl
Yeah it's only 2 seats, it's for you and me
Don't get it twisted yea lil' shawty, there ain't 2 of me
I can get you right, put you in

Intro:
Yea…..Mr. Criminal Lil Passion
Why these motherfuckers trying to go against our people, homie? 
Go against the gente you get smashed out like