Lyrics:
I'm Mr. However-You-Want-It, baby j-j-j-j-jump on it
I ain't here to sell you dreams
Or paint you some pretty pictures
I just wanna get in those
Dogg, what up, mane?
Word on the streets is you ain't what you used to be
I gang bang to the fullest
A lot of niggas talk about it but they
Yeah
You know, technically
I'm not even really supposed to be here right now
So fuck it
Might as well make the most of it
(Amen) yeah
(Amen)
a freak, you're just discreet
Sugar check this out, this gon' be a night to remember
I can tell by the way you shake it, aw now
Baby, you ain't gotta front
what I'm sayin
[VERSE 4]
I may not got no flow
But I ain't pimped by no negro
Backed by some
Cracka wit
His ass by the door
Therefore
I can never be
can
Smell it on her breath
Mommy never used to drink so I
Know it's 'cause my daddy's gone
And my mommy, she gets lonesome by herself
I sure get
about to have
I know some things about the future you ain't ready for
I know some things that you gon' cover up, but can't ignore
And what hurts is
of life
But I see that must be what you like
I loved you more than anything
I tried to build the future turn a house into a home
I wanted us to be
its changed,
My life ain't the same as it was,
Heart broke to the point, sometimes wanna end it,
If I can't have what mean most to me
So many tears I
tellin what I do to you
(I ain't fuckin wit you niggas)
Uh uh, I ain't fuckin wit you
I ain't fuckin wit you Cuz
Fuck y'all
He used to be a hustler, he
it used to be, Lord it was so simple then
Dirt-bike and a fishin' pole at a fishin' hole with all my friends
Nothin' better than a BB gun in my
down
Like a clock at two
Shake your head
You know what to do
They want to put
Guns in the sky
Someone out there
Ain't gonna like it
But it
and stress
Like the rest of us, it happens to the best of us
God, or is it Mr. G to me?
I hope that through the static you show what's the clarity
'Cause
Mr. X to the Z
That without no you, there could be no me
You 'bout to hear some words, that you ain't probably heard
With all of these rappers
direction (Dont go)
Mr. You used yo weapon
What you trynna send a message (Huh)
So what's the message
You the man, behave or beheaded (Huh)
Well we gon' raise
like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed if it's six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg
But
daughter (it's all good)
And all the niggas in the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby baby
It was all a dream, I used to read Word
calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer, you know
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
Goin' through my life, day by day
Wonderin' why and what road it'll take
Sometimes low and sometimes high
Tryin' find a reason to live by
Well
I'm goin' back to the way
The way I used to be
I got no love for these niggas
'Cause they ain't got love for me
I'm goin' back to the way
need a nasty girl, it could be you, eh!
I won't lie, I love P-you-S-S-why, (why?)
'Cause I never let it walk on by, or any slice of the American pie
of Mr. Brad?
I don't know what happened to the slut
Well that's about the time the closet door it opened up
On your ass trick!
I'll be damned if I
Than mistreatin' me
It took me a long time
To figure you out
But misery and pain
Ain't what loves all about
I was your woman
But ya threw me away
I used
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