Lyrics:
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
problably worked at tha tity bar
We see yo tittys and yo ass got u pretty far
Fly bitches aint impressed by a lil gold
But soakin wet off the power that
precise with the stick, Put motherfuckers on alert
If lil bruh get the door then I'm going in first
Bag you or your bitch, I don't know which one worst
But
Tsss, I got to take some time to myself real quick, like, I got to go on, like, a lil' drive real quick, ma
I'ma be back, like, I'ma let you know
flawless
See, you motherfuckers could never do the shit I be doing
The best that you knew and been shaking and moving
And showing and proving, you know
Cause I'm gonna make my on ends
That's Wh What's up
Ladies lets say you want a man
But don't know how to do it
Dirty dance with em
Put a lil' back into it
Cause I'm gonna make my on ends
That's Wh What's up
Ladies lets say you want a man
But don't know how to do it
Dirty dance with em
Put a lil' back into it
Cause I'm gonna make my on ends
That's Wh What's up
Ladies lets say you want a man
But don't know how to do it
Dirty dance with em
Put a lil' back into it
something to share!
*slow pop music starts*
Mr. Lunt: Baby I know your eyes see right through my disguise
Boyz: (Larry, Jimmy, Junior): And no one can deny
don't want that lil' girl obsessed
I just want my hands on her breast
I can smell 1942 on her breath
She saying I do it for her
I'm like bitch yea I know
they on?)
Call em' Mr. Walk Down
He don't show em' no pity AR got mods put a scope on a smithy
Spin the block out for the one they gone leave lil' bro
I'm Bruce Wayne, I'm too trained
There ain't no way to reduce pain, when I throw blows
If I ain't hot, God damn, I don't know
Say something now Mr
this,
(Lil Passion) Verse 1:
Get smacked out like a bitch,
Homie, you ain't really shit.
They can never take us out,
You know we always on the grind,
grip a stick and imma
Stir slowly
Niggas be wishing the
Worst for me
Imma do me I'm my
Own homie
Don't owe you nothing you
Don't know me
Ain't
'm shooting all green
I feel like Mr.Clean
Stay to fast just like a beam
I'm feeling retro today
Lil bro know I ain't come to play
They know I came to slay
ya (yeah)
About 5'4", my .45 is live (uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo)
[Chorus]
I'ma do my thang,
away and was never heard from again because later that day
Mr Hand flew to oblivion and was transformed by the universe
To become the thing we all know
a game cause ain't no fucking runner ups
If they don't know my name, give it to the end of summer
I ain't talking bout a Walker, bitch i always been
the Drum
Got me a lot of Money dare a Nigga to Take it
You know what it is
So don't act Dumb lil Nigga
I done Been through So much Bullshit
That my Heart
Breaking these laws I don't need no help
Hitting these licks all by myself
Fucking these hoes all by myself
Stealing these cars all by myself
Breaking these
Lil bitch gone shake that ass
Throw it back like it's in the damn past
She on full she don't need to be gassed
Lil bitch turnt as fuck and I like it
eyes even when i grin im about to
commit another sin
[Lil Shade]
Yea im back big matt cuttin back in my nikes yea i know
you like these there like
Yeah
When I close my eyes and dream
Every word you ever screamed
In my pillow Mr. Steal your girl the neighbours know my name
Yeah
When I close my
a millionaire be a be a millionaire (Lil mama come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire (Come
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