Lyrics:
And that oughta settle my stomach
Bout some money he done it, call me Mr. He Run It
These niggas ain't really bout it, they just be speaking Ebonics
I
seconds left in the game
The Dream team led by one
They knew if they could freeze the ball
The Jacksons would be done
Just then the four young Jackson boys
bang Big B in my face, my nigga
By mornin', I'ma check 'em out this bitch
Bean bag, know that gon' make this bitch
Lock down 'til the whole line get
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
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
Sit back and light up this cigarette
Tormented by some fucking silhouette
My funeral coming who will attended
Live in slow motion I rot with
They done took my life so what I got to live for
And her mama keep going door to door
Saying please tell me who did this to my baby
Please tell me, if I
the paint like O'Neil
Been had racks got no deal (no deal)
All these hoes know the deal
Bitch gotta fuck ain't no chill
I go by Mr OutSouf I get his low
ring] said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona,
shame you? shall I stop and blame you? no one's gonna call you an ambitious teacher or a "get things done" move on to the next one achiever (chorus) you
my heart can't find none
I was willing to die behind them
Plenty nights I done cried behind them
Ain't do me no good, they
Left me out by myself, lord
pigeons I want me a coupe
Decapitate the top lil bitch I done cut off the roof
Deep sea diamonds, ocean blue like a pool
Inspector gadget bitch how I came
[Sammie]
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, oooh I got you out
without a doubt, I got you out
(Lil' Bow Wow)
Uh
I smoke dope, don't pop no xans
Word around them streets lil sept got junkies on demand
Yea, Uh
Life ain't fair, I'm not your friend
I done fucked
them hoes by the dozen
O.G. nigga get a new piece
Pass the old down to his cousin
Spell out your name, your corner, your clique
I know a pimp that
found mrs write
Then I come an fuxk yo wife
80 all night bitch 80 alright
But luci in my mind
Lucid my wine
Done this couple times
But damn she lookin
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
he movin' different than them"
It's lil' fish, I take ya bitch for a swim
The jewelry loud but the Richard Millie plain, I let it whisper to them
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
shit cannot mix
I told her come over she tryna fuck Mr. Hefner
First gotta take a lil pic
Hlrrd, Where is the bic?
I'm finna fye up wit sean had a meetup
[Lil' Jon]
There's something I wan't to tell you
cause I know that a brother got needs tonight
I ain't trippin on yo pimpin cause that shits tight
Me and my baby started out like two peas in a pod
Me and my baby, nothing can come between she and I
That's my lil misses, little fly, little
that shit just by a thou, wow, yeah
These girls chase me like I'm lil' Bow Wow, yeah
Smokin' that gas, like I got the loud out, yeah
Guns all in my
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