Lyrics:
It looks like another one's comin around
So the Black Thought gots to get down y'all, yeah
Pass the what? (Pass the popcorn)
It looks like
me mr sandman
Ooh damn I'm fucking up your whole entire clan
You gotta small brain
Like your cap gotta small crown
Everything you rap is all cap and no
Under Thatcher's unfeeling guidance the scenario is one year early.
With the cold mechanism of the pin ball arcade
We're flicked around as numbers by
had it all
Blue heels blue eyes single coolest girl I'll ever know
Single ain't about her, or is it you'll never know
Like Lil is still the realest in
Mr. Freeze
If the temperature dropped by 10 degrees
Family over everything
If you running with me then it better be
Through thick and thin I'mma see you
Tryna get your swag up
Got cash that we could count it up
Trees we can roll it up
Your man left you cold
Come around lil shawty
I warm that pussy up
Your Excellentee's, your Mr President
On behalf of Mrs. Kennedy, her children and the parents and sisters of Robert Kennedy, I want
the crib
Hey look y'all yellow bricks quit beefin' at the whiz, what?
Lil' Kim and Will:
Here come the butter baby
(I bring it smooth and hot)
Here
she love me
Yeah she is a...
She all in my bed
She act like a hoe
She just want to fuck
I just want to kiss
I tell that little bitch
Lil baby let go
She
can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy
of the world
Or the stories that he stashed
He has all the skills to escape the world
But his sight has blurred by his pilot
Studying to renew his license
Mr. T!
Now who is the man who lasts long?
Mr. T!
And who is the man who's still around?
Mr. T!
Now I’m just walking around, living my life
But around
gentlemen'll
Soon be coming for a shave
Won't they?
Think of
All them
Pies!
For what's the sound of the world out there?
What, Mr. Todd, what, Mr
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
and this broad need AAA
Let's enjoy some NBA, y'all lil boys NCAA
Yeah, we got A-M-M-O but you get beat like MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics, that my
SouthSide Academy
[Mr. Shadow]
I'm from the Academy of Hard Knocks
Felons wit glocks, attitude fuck it when I see them cops
Pop, my mothafuckin heater, for
games all of the time
You cannot look me in the eyes, it seems the truth is hard to find
And I've got nothing left to say, so you better turn around
Uh, good morning
Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh
Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed
I mean, damn, did you even see the test
You got D's
This life is crazy (uh-huh) (so crazy)
I waste no time at all
They won't stop callin' me (uh)
Callin' me, callin' me, callin' me
(Hey Lil' Zane!)
This life is crazy (uh-huh) (so crazy)
I waste no time at all
They won't stop callin' me (uh)
Callin' me, callin' me, callin' me
(Hey Lil' Zane!)
to all those lessons learned
And I wanna go
Back
When life was simple as that
I didn't know I'd miss it so bad
When this whole world had way less
a stone
To you my dear
* : Haitian Creole Word
*(1) My Mrs
*(2) i know
*(3) what quality you are
*(4) you never changed
*(5) you are always there by my
to quit it
Just gon hop in the stu man it's been a lil minute
I had to quit it
I had to quit it
Only fuck raw all these straps I can't fit in
I had to quit
shorty we drivin around
Its 2 am
Me and lil shorty she drivin around
Its 2 am
Aye its 2 am
Let me know Im not the only one trippin
She wanna fuck
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