Lyrics:
dedicate myself to the spirit world my God just found lil Jay I was source I was torn I was lied
Just found by God in devils gate now I know my God who live
Hey Mr President
And baby And baby
Oh Mr President
And baby And baby
Oh Mr President
Caviar on summer sunrise
I feel so good by his side
Want
me mr mr mr capable
Mr mr capable
Capable
Call me mr mr mr capable
Mr mr capable
I swear my life me no want to waste time oh
Me know one thing
back
Mrs mary Mack, all rolled in pack, roll up
She let me hit, straight from the back
And oh, I think I love that bitch
I think I love that bitch
I
stood there watching
And I was hypnotized
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
And I was lost inside your world with you
Hey Mr
what
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on the floor, let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it
by myself
On my own, my Vlone, my Vlone
Did it on my one, Vlone, Vlone
(By my own fuckin' self)
Lil' Vlone, Lil' Vlone, Lil'
Vlone, Lil' Vlone, lil
now, well, I don't believe in God, thug
Oh, you Muslim? No, I'm real
Heard 'bout your beef in your city
Don't even worry, got some lil' niggas who
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
that make you?
Oh I see the type of sucka that you is
You try to judge another for the type of stuff you did
Tell the same old lies, act like it's new
Riding round inside my new thing
They gon' say me Mr. Owe me
Rest in peace Big and Nakas
I had to get it by my lonely
Windows tinted like I'm Bruce
Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr
the Kool-Aid, overtell, God don't intervene
While I'm smashin' Saweetie pussy to smithereens
It's the G-A-ficky-ficky-M, paint my face, I'm him
Puttin' this
around
Oh Mr. just look up
And you will, you will see it comin' down
Excuse me Mr.
But I'm a, I'm a mister too
And you're givin' Mr. a bad name
Mr. like
So what the fuck gotta say
Fuck Mr. Clynch coming' straight from the playground
Lil whore got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so Chase
bed. Should
Have been in
Lucy! hospital, wound up
In bedlam instead
Oh my poor thing, better
You should think she
God was dead, yes I lied
Cause I
Toby, one for the gentleman!
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good!
What's your
up
I don't give a fuck about your makeup
I was up late bakin' cake, I had to stay up
If you gone sleep, you can leave or you can pay up
I'm a lil
Oh you Jasmine
Long hair pretty eyes big booty
You big fine just juicy
Oh you Jasmine
By the end of the night I'm gonna know what you like
I can show
to the world by gods
And they told me to leave as the best
It's an unbeaten season, like Headie One said
And when they start mocking Jay then it's Hunger Games
"Oh I know I'm drunk now
Ladies and gentleman, I for-
I forgot my favorite man sitting over there
His name is"
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
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