Lyrics:
where the fuck is Shaun King
Dear Mr. President, let's talk about the future
Donny still sleep, y'all should buy his ass a rooster
I'm on my Bernie
my trust
They talkin' shit, put your man in a blunt
Who just gun you down, yeah that's Mr. Roll-Em-Up
Me, Chris and Alan cookin' up with a view
Why you
lil' boy actually robbin'
Man, he talkin' 'bout, "Gang in this bitch" (why he callin', talkin' 'bout gang?)
He ain't get back for that one shit, man
I'm Mr. Bitch Slayer, Mr. Get Paper Droppin' all this crack, R.i.P. the Mayor
Mr. No Favors, Mr. Fuck a hater You ain't talkin' money, Mr. See you
this what royalty is like
If you sticking by the King, I'll make your dreams all come to life
Dazzle you with many diamonds, we'll be shinin in the light
towels (ok)
They been snortin' powder, I been in here takin' downers (ok)
They been countin' for hours, gettin' kisses by the thousands (ok)
Money
it was the pimp in me (pimp in me)
In eighty-nine, I went on tour with Eazy-E (Eazy-E)
A bunch of fine bitches tryin to sleep with me
Every night,
My aura is blinding, by the way that these watches be shining
All my stars is aligning, I'm drippin' in gold like the Mayans
Stand by my side, my
your run-down
Niggas better have my money by sun down
'Cause now when I come through I'm stylin' on 'em
It's like I got hotter than islands on 'em
Team no sleep (and Early Morning)
Mama told me get it, got to pay the lease
(She Depending on Me)
Lil Cousin say he want them J's on his feet
(I got
a miscount
I am the truth, lil' nigga, shooting bullets from the booth, lil' nigga
Boom
Look in my eyes, look in my eyes
You can sleep when you die, you
I tell ya what
Yo, know what I'm feelin'?
Check it
I'm comin' back down, baby
This time in the six fo' (since we came down)
A lil' mo' sho',
the throat
If you like it rough lets have it raw
Lil mama lemme grab you by the throat
Wait Look
Huh
Who's that broke bitch talkin'?
Why's that broke bitch
cars on big tires
Loaded, now I'm on one, play and I'm gon' show one
Know I got mines, bitch go get your gun
Or you'll probably be the one sleep
I Miss You
Mr Lil One ( Album : Once in a Decade Pt. 2 )
Yeah, I wanna dedicate this one to my Mother and my Father
Here we go
I'll be showin' up
grab the MAC)
You can't trust a bitch, gon' stab you in your back (in your back)
I'm too rich to give a fuck and that's a fact (rich!)
Plug, I'm too
to kill you" (go)
This some lifetime movie shit, how the hell did I end up in it?
Y'all gon' have to work this out without me, I'm out your business
He
weed, funk, ya don't need
Approachin' hoochies with a passion, been a long day
But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way
Your body is bangin',
weed, funk, ya don't need
Approachin' hoochies with a passion, been a long day
But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way
Your body is bangin',
Walked in wit a sac on me, u can tell I got crazy check
Got a lil Puerto Rican bitch, wen we get together have crazy sex
My nigga fresh bout to take off n
Walked in wit a sac on me, u can tell I got crazy check
Got a lil Puerto Rican bitch, wen we get together have crazy sex
My nigga fresh bout to take off n
motherfuckin' boy, Mr. Q-Tip
Loc back in the booth, sippin' goose and juice
And this time, bitch, I'm goin' for broke, still slangin' caine
Bagging weed, will
up on your block, we be tinted up
Just look at my neck, boy you know it's us
I'm talkin' pain
Boy you gotta feel this shit
Hard body, Lil 6, can't
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
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