Lyrics:
Bitch need to do your part
You ain't never gon' win my heart
Bitch want me by her side just to make sure she okay
Yeah, I ain't no captain save a ho lil
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
Now it's so spooky spooky spooky Mr. Halloween
I’m like the boogie boogie man better watch for me
Okay let's go and get the funds I think its time
Yo welcome to tape 2 everybody
I'm so blessed to be back with y'all, man
Shoutout Stew, Stew the glue obviously
Putting this, putting this thing
Watch the crowd burst from lyrics that I say
To make the brothers get ill, and by the way Dukes
If that's your girl in the corner stay up on her
a pass when you come by get yo shit snatched
Lil bitch you want possession gotta pay to get it back
Living life we at war I say bitch welcome to Iraq
Intro:
Yea…..Mr. Criminal Lil Passion
Why these motherfuckers trying to go against our people, homie?
Go against the gente you get smashed out like
cause if I ball we ball/ everyday is a celebration, champagne a help the situation/ baby welcome to the good life, and we flying into the skylights it's
featuring Busta Rhymes G Dep Mr. Bristal
[Lil' Cease]
Uh yeah
All my BK niggas uh
All my niggas on the corner
Pull your
I was a high grader till I was 16
Reality undressed like stop sign on mr bean
Crack j double e then rap for equality
Mcqs tricky boards f me and I
by the comments
Ata wakibonga shonde
Came to earth inside a comet
Wenye wivu wajinyonge
I'm on track ebu wasonge
He turned to Lil Tekashi now he
Yeah, get busy entertainment, youuu dig, uh-huh, uh-huh
Man I love the way lil' baby pour my drink, she my lil' rock star
I got 30 in these jeans
I'm buzzing
I spot ah fly
Taking off like a rocket man
Elton John
I'm mr miyagi you Daniel son
Speed it up with you're bitch
I'ma Gunna
I'ma call up my
"I'm an idiot for throwing yogurt
And your finsta is better
Than mine by a mile."
Lies
They're all lies
Oh, hello, Mr. Hyland
Welcome
Mr. Streetsweep
Twinkie soft niggaz get dealt with swift-ily
I'm amazin', I always bring the heat
Pull the cake up through the ground if he fuckin'
Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My
Quiet please, quiet please
Welcome to this class
Black studies 700 the art of easing
I'm your conductor instructor Mr. Castro
Take a look at your syllabus
Ha, brr, bow (Why you goin' up, ReoN)
Ha, ESPN, nigga big KTA
(Oh yeah, ad, let's go) 6
I'm with lil' SpotEmGottem
Make us hop out on your
Block
lil' bitch, please
Tun', they pussy in a can, Friskies (yo)
I got ten up on my pinky ring and twenty on my bracelet
Now these niggas kissing ass,
Ill Be He Who DEADED Simon
Fuck What They Say Bae
Let Me Put That Time In
I CAN
Be The One You Need In Yo Life
Never Said Im Mr. Perfect
But
know im bound to drown
Come get high up off this gas smoke it by the pound
That lil Bitch wanna fuck with me cause i'm icy now
Know this dick be in her
fear
Night by night revealing, stares into his crystal-ball
Telling tales of past and future
When man was made and man will fall
Welcome
and I like the beat, I'ma get on that bitch and walk it down
Walk down
Ain't too many words to be said, lil' bitch, you know Im Mr. walk Dat beat down
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