Lyrics:
was supposed to be hip hop, hip hop
I'd rather be fishin' in flip flops, flip flops
Or cross over to country like Kid Rock, did, I
Can't see no
me on my bum
When I shoot the moon, high jump thе broom
Like a preemie out the
Womb, my partner yelling, "Too soon!
Don't do it! Reconsider, read some
'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
One Monday morning I got up late
And there was Mr. Monkey outside me gate
One Monday morning I got up late
There was Mr. Monkey outside me gate
must have felt within himself
The realization of what a man's supposed to do, I feel it too
(FLUTE SOLO)
As they would ride over the waves
As they
Change My Name To Boo And Fuck Around And Call You
Now What You Wanna Do?
Because... Whatever That Maybe Baby I Want Do That Too
And Oh I Will G.P.S. You
isn't supposed
To believe anything much
Unless it's supported by evidence
Lame foot soldiers get croaked in my vicinity
The ode for all murder, criminal
It's hurting my soul
Oh baby
[Chorus]
How am I supposed to leave you
When my heart tells me to keep you?
How can you ask me to let you go?
No, I
at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said, "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
Far as girls, you got a flock
I can
you, and you don't even have a clue
Lil Green coming in, once again on a win
There is Molly in the sky, you'd think it was a pie
Yo, Mr. Silly, I
titties, lil' waist (mwah)
Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody
Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody
Look at how I bodied that, ate it up and gave it back (ugh)
But when I think of, life without us
She's like "what we supposed to do?"
But I don't wanna come on too strong
I'm just saying it's fine by me
If
came from rags to riches, I'm the shit
I can no longer disguise it, bitch, 'cause I'm rich
I got cars galore, lil' bitch, 'cause I'm rich
I escaped
used to
I just smoke a lil weed and watch the fuckin' breeze go by
I guess I really gotta go and live without the Florida shawty
What the fuck you
Pick a tune
Mr. Mr.Goon, hey
See you better get that night Vision
Be like 13, that site missing
Call me werewolf cause I bite Different
Oh yeah by
girl keep the scales, a lil mermaid
We out by the pool, some lil mermaids
Me and them gel
Like twigs with them bangs
Now that's a real mermaid
You
a single letter man
Mr. E says that she's "more like misdemeanour"
But by contrast, she grows sick of standing under his thumb
Well I guess she's
Your love could be true but I wonder
Am I supposed to think your love will be true
And deny the part of me that says you'll leave me too
Cause
Supposed to be the nigga that loved ya
If he did this, that's fucked up
You know we gon' lie like Russia
Now I gotta spy, asked a few things and he did
orange
And my drink is miller
I pilla
Killa like a killa flick
Lil c style fuckin with tha dpg
Top dogg, big dogg, whateva y'all
Suge knight sure your
twist something)
Stretch ya out and lay you sideways
Pull ya hair and twist ya body ike I'm supposed to
(Twist something, twist something, twist
Miss "Here to stay"
Now I'm Miss "Gonna be alright someday"
And someday maybe you'll miss me
But by then, you'll be Mr "Too late"
Goodbye, Mr "Perfectly
that's
Standin outside my do'
Yellin OH! It's that Mr david Banner
If I say yes she want me to
Beat her like I got ani-mosity
Then walk to the bus with
get to the R
If I don't get you today then I'ma get you tomorrow
As soon as you come out your crib I'ma be right
(By your side)
Where I'm supposed
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