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lettin' shit slide, tryna play Mr. Nice Guy
Niggas start thinkin' I'm pussy (yeah)
They tried to turn Baby into a pop star
I went number one as a rookie

girls
Get stood up by you lil boys
Who's just insecure
Yeah uh
And your afraid to admit that
Mr. Manipulator
What other games your playing now
That's

Givenchy Bag

Future

Givenchy Bag

2019

ayy
Said she used to the fraud (fraud)
Girl, did you ever think you'll live this large? Ayy 
She call me Mr. Anyting 'cause I can buy her anything

Get my voice right one time
Yeah it's been a little off lately
I need to drink something
Not me
They ain't fucking with the G's
They ain't fucking

And Sasha even if you're not the one
Baby know nothing compares
Nothing compares
To when I'm waking up next to you by my side
Lil shawty imma ride or die

Womans Voice: 

Lets sing and learn about the letters of the alphabet

Masta Ace:

A son, how you be	? 
"Aiyo I'm chillin"
and I see you D to go out,

Guess Who's Back

Scarface

The Best of Scarface

2008

Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part

Professional Rapper

Snoop Dogg

Professional Rapper

2015

Hello, how can I help you?
Hi, my name's Dave Burd, I have an appointment today
It's probably under 'Lil Dicky,' actually
I'm a, I'm a rapper, so

(let's get it, yeah, let's go)
Lil' nigga, he hot as a stove 
Mr. Glock got your bitch on the road
Mr. Glock got your bitch on the go
I see white teeth

with that stick
Mr. Hop up out the V, we throwing shit like Michael Vick
I done bucked so many poles, I told lil  bro, you ain't getin shit
I done fucked

cell, we call him Mr. Flippa' Pack
Ayy, catch that nigga at the store, that nigga runnin' four-flat
Ayy, cut my phone on airplane mode, I don't wanna

Back by popular demand, Mr. Stay posted up just like the gram
Quick to break the bones, get the hell on, scram
The concrete I fell on, police man

by the light
a heart is breaking
I can hear it
dropped when gone beyond my sight


hey there, Mr. Talk Too Much
what's in store for us now?


I don't

niggas

[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I might

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

Corolla, not Rolls-Royce
Even if I had money, I'd do it by choice
Feel like Scarface the world is yours
I'm trying to make me a M just off my voice
I be

the tropics 
So keep it moving lil homie and just fuckin drop it
Or bring it to me, show me what the fuck y'all bout to do
I'm all by myself, and y'all got ya

out, now they wanna come around
And act like they the reason for my success, why I did it
Try to deepen up that voice, talking tough like you live it

proud of my lil' bitches
Boy, money talks
I know that shit by his voice
Ooh, you must got that work
Ooh, you must got them birds
Ooh, we might got

Suga Baby

Cee Lo Green

Cee Lo Green and His Perfect Imperfections

2002

Hey, say lil' buddy
Come love, good god
With your sugar brown hairs
Girl my [Incomprehensible]
Where you at y'all
With my coolness I roll with my

Starkology

Ghostface Killah

Apollo Kids

stockings
Niggas hand over the cash when heat's to they noggin
I sing a lil' lullaby, who gon' testify
The way a gruesome murder been televised?
Stupid!

Yea yea yea
OOoooOO
LilV
Cause I'm chefin in this bitch what
Chefin in this bitch what ok
Chefin in this bitch 
LilV

I got the soup 
I got the sauce

(Sometimes)(uh ah)(uo ah)
Sometimes (ah ou)(you you you)
VERSE 1
I wanna be wit u
Wanna sleep wit u
Wanna eat wit u
Get high wit you
Ride by wit you
I’ll die for

for the replays
Best believe it Mr. Ripley
I could try harder but why bother on a Friday
Sips on the highway that's no good
Chuck Taylor's in