Lyrics:
see Dog, Joe Cool and Jelly Loc (Criiiiiiiiiiiiip)
Yeah I miss my homie L Dog
Mr. Elgin Hughes, Mr. Knuckles, 107 BCG's
Lil Bam AKA Naked Bam, RSC's
Man
the persona
It's me, Mr. Lonely, that boy Alona
I hope you got somebody
You gon' need more than you, this a sawed-off
Shawty, it's Mr. Did It By Himself
And by
Them niggas gotta hear what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout (woo, woo)
(I be in New York)
Feel me, Lil' Z?
On your set with some real shit, nigga (I
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
to go
But I'm confused and that's forsurely
You've been sourcing out
It's internal baby
You hear the voices
Convinced that I was drowning in low tides
Truly I'm disgusted by you
Overweight don't even recognize you
For two years you been on autopilot
Post Covid you been fraternizing
Little action you
(tell 'em girl)
Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up
man always been a lil man
But turnt into the bigger and started gettin them dividends
Im da muthafuccn man
Mr do what I want niggas do what they can
York raw as my voice box soars I'll
Open your pores 'cause it's one of my chores
Kickin' beats to boggle rhythms, cuttin' rhymes to a schism
People
scare, lil' ones
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes
With red hair and my face painted
They said (Gangsta)
Messy Mob and Colion is a (Gangsta)
But
Trell came home I was on, everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls fuck a bitch (m.o.b) I got dis caine mayne
And I got
like that"
(Suckas)
Fist name Tommy, last Tucker
I leave you I'm talking about you motherfucker
(Hook X4 {Mr. and Boo)
It's funny how, now, girls they
bitches into me
I go by ZccE its only one of me
mr rock a bitch body and put tht ass to sleep
ill really bounce out and got the money on my lonley
Memeber
(Muhammad Ali's voice)
I'm a bad man - 4x
[Chorus]
I'm a bad man, ain't no way for me to stop
Call me a bad man, I'm tyring to take it to the top
the prayers can't bring you back to us
i'll mourn you til i join you cause i'll keep in touch
[Treach]
we was two lil niggas both skinny and broke
like Mr. Clean, face em with a beam
Tell that lil' thotty to shake some
Nigga, we know that you broke and you can't get no money
I tell him to make some
I had a father named Mr. Engelbert
Engelbert Humperdinck sings really good
I haven't heard him but I hear my father's voice
It's in the dreams
in the sand
Terrorists and saboteurs, each and every one of us
Hiding in shadows, Persons unknown
Hey there Mr. Average, you don't exist you never did
like slope
She like my style she like my tones of clothes
I'm into fashion these lil boys some clones
Put him on a stake he crossed, fuck the pope
Man I
ya
I just wanna be next to ya
Holding you tight all thru the night
Wake up in the morning, now im feeling right
A lil naughty, a lil nice
We living in
(I don't be sendin' voice clips and none of that, but I just wanted to tell you that you sexy as fuck)
(And, I love yo' hair)
(And, you real
45 degrees
You make me outta me
You sexy masterpiece
Your voice can paralyze me yeah
I'm in a dream
A nasty clingy trip
Lil' babe it's like a tí see:
redruM, Mr. I-B-N, fool
Oh, that's what Lil Fly would do
Now Killaman what would you do?
First I hit up Crunchy and I get full of that Holy Ghost
me, then she through
All these bitches, they comin' in twos Mr make somethin' shake, I don't play by the rules
We gon' camp on that block with the 9 in
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