Lyrics:
think you are?
Mr big stuff, you're never gonna get my love
Now I know all the girls I've seen you with
I know you broke their hearts and eat them up bit
Bluetooth
Me and you was gang, you're my thug Mrs.
The thing you got on got 'em all singin'
Ayy, you, girl in the tight up skirt
Way that you move make
undressin' to test me and uh
Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it live
When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye
You wants a nigga,
for everything that I ever done to you
(I'll never ever break your heart oh)
(The apologies of a thug)
Said I'm sorry for all the pain that I ever
them digits
Walk through your club, hunnid K for a visit
Got some members up above I'm missin'
I'm from where all of the thugs in trenches
My lil
all big to thug it out
My girl walked in, glistenin', different stones
'Bout to go from my fiance to Mrs. Jones
That's a union that nobody could
a kiss,
A sigh is just a sigh;
The fundamental things apply,
As time goes by.
And when two lovers woo,
They still say, "I love you,"
On that
Said that I dissed her,
'cause I wouldnt kiss her,
But I got her a picture and said I'd holla back witcha,
Hey, they say I'm like Mr. Bigsta,
All
made
Visions of cops and sirens
Niggas open fire
Bunch of Thug Life niggas on the rise
Until I die
Ask me why I'm a boss player gettin' high
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
somebody gonna fade away
Lord, I got a lil' into trouble, down on Mr. Stovall's
Place
Lord, I have got in a little trouble, way down on Mr.
Stovall's
magnum though
Wit' ah nuttin' indo smoke, when my thugs be sure, sure
Hope ya know, I rip hearts, it's on, jackin' move
Then ya betta figure again,
I'll flutter by, lady butterfly.
Challenge eagles to a chase.
Round and round, and up and down.
No boundaries no fears. My heart was born to dream
to see
so no creepin up outta the ziplock
So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart run up, nut up
And flipped in, than slipped the clip in,
mistakin' the bloody
it by yourself
It's been many years since we had to part
And I guess I learned his ways by heart
I can still hear his sermon's ring
Down in the valley
bust on Bad Boys, brothers touch for life
Plus Puffy trying to see me
Weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior MAFIA
Some mark-ass tricks
We keep
little heart can find some joy
One little angel who was riding a star
Cried as she looked down at the tree
"Oh please Mr. Father Tree, wherever you
fast
I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion
Ain't no place I'd rather be
Chil'ren, dead homies and family
Sky high, iced out
In the ghetto infested by shade and drama
And niggas wit' thangs ain't afraid of karma
I'm thinkin' big like Lil Wayne and Tha Carters's that
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)
[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys
chill, thug livin' pay the bills, I'm dyin' violently
Closed caskets, expose bastards, I leave 'em bloody
Deloris Tucker, don't let your kids
Hear
made
Visions of cops and sirens
Niggas open fire
Bunch of Thug Life niggas on the rise
Until I die
Ask me why I'm a boss player gettin' high
've seen you with
I know you broke their hearts one after another now, bit by bit
You made 'em cry, many poor girls cry
When they try to keep you happy,
of fear and loathing heart attack
I got chased by the rat pack once in a flashback. Singing viva Las Vegas.
I settled down in San Diego and smoked
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