Lyrics:
runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown
I want to know who (is Mr Brown)?
Is Mr Brown controlled by remote?
Oh,
the harlem shake, they like
"look Lil Twist you 'mazin now"
Then I hit the back space and now Lil Twist erasin' ya
Nah, I'm just show-casin' ya
If a test
only
Know that if you do, beautiful heaven awaits
That's the poem I wrote for the first time
I saw a man with no clothes, no money, no plate
Mr
only
Know that if you do, beautiful heaven awaits
That's the poem I wrote for the first time
I saw a man with no clothes, no money, no plate
Mr
Bitch stop playin I got a new phone
Trap or die I move 2 zones
I got two phones got ya baby daddy singing my new song
Call me mr right I can't do wrong
off
Say put lil monk on the map if he walk it off
I'ma I'ma
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin to stunt
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin
[Verse 1]
Dear Mr. President with all due respect
I wish we can have a conversation
I?ll take a trip done to the residents
We can talk about
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
on me, pray to god I'm never drowning
Bro said he finna get lil' bro whacked, I don't doubt it
Yeah I really want them racks, give a fuck 'bout being
voices outside
'Cause I'm back and bitter
Better than ever
And after this, I'll paint the picture clearer
Antagonize me, look in the mirror
Two villains
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
Go go go go
Two different voices on my shit but I'm the same dude
I like a pretty bougie bitch when she act rude
I was trapping out when a nigga
to ah Cobra
They can't Restrict this lil boa
King to the Thrown
I got a name they don't know of
Black Lives Matter (Mr.Officer why you stop me
Black
like to sit
I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas
I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah
They got exotic, I told them to mail it
I
feel your legs kid
I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef,
The Reverend Mr. Black was my old man
I gotta walk that lonesome valley, I got to walk it by myself
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me, I got to walk it by
dey see me waka dem say Mr Flavour e dob kolo
I no send them
Cos when they hear my voice
Them start to dey dancia eeh
I just want to testify
round ass and some titties
Makin moves like I’m the mayor
And her pussy the key to the city
Got dammit, lil mama so sexy
Blow me like Dizzy Gillespie
me, then she through
All these bitches, they comin' in twos Mr make somethin' shake, I don't play by the rules
We gon' camp on that block with the 9 in
were high by 7:25
And by 2:10 it wore off and they were boutta to die
Heard em say I hate being bipolar it's awesome
Monacellis green shirts making
Yeah, I'm just sittin' in the lab, I'm
My name is Dr dre, and
I want all you mothafuckers out there to know
That I have a split personality
(Mr ski
Yeah, brand new Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg)
Somethin' to the new year off, ya dig?
One for the treble, two for the bass,
Come on everybody, lets
now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
[REPEAT X2]
Lil mama I
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'
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