Lyrics:
try you pass me by,
I know that I can't stay.
Though I know I will be lonely
But our love will never die
I close my eyes, everyday, I close my
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
and the homies and we vibin'
And every day, you know we stay
High (and you know I), no lie (and you know I), so high
Break it down, roll it up, get high (and
The air is boiling, sun on my back
Inside I'm frozen girl, I'm about to crack
They may fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell
a paramedic
Turn up, turn up, turn up, I got trippy, I stay live
All this purple in my cup, match them grape 5's
I'm so high, I got three bitches that go bi
Whelmed by the grace, by which we live our lives
With death over our shoulders
Want you to know, that should I go
I always loved you, held you high above
Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people
I get 'em fat come pickin' time
Get 'em fat come come pickin' time
The corn is yellow and the beans are high
The sun is hot in the summer sky
Lil Homie, everybody tryna get with you
Lil Homie, stay focused, got shit to do!
They say what don't break a nigga make a nigga
I woke up out my
on Mr. Welfare
What? Mr. Welfare?
Man they playin high-post with low income
Check this out when y'all go around to the corner
y'all gonna check out
right by my side, you helped me grow up
Now I need you just like before
How can I pick myself up?
(Wow wow wow)
(Hello again, Mr.Heartache)
(Wow
, air that I breathe (ooh)
Who's hotter? Been a monster with a crown (ooh)
So swamped by high water, keep your head up, you might drown (ooh)
In this
counter"
But he is not your savior
'Bron made you give his flowers
But he is not your savior
He is not your savior
Mr. Morale, give me high-five
Two
Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws?
I wanna do it
Let's draw straws
Jack said, "we should work together"
Three of a kind
Birds of a feather
Now
when I reach my own
Stay free; let the time go pass me by
Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d
We smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah
Ooh, yeah,
let it goooo
Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
Naughty by
{ } = Mr. Mixx in a deep voice
Intro: [Excerpt from a porno movie of a woman being fucked]
Mr. Mixx:
Yeah, bitch. I know you used to clown
a forklift
But you know my heart beat that New York shit
Fuck liftin' weights all I smoke is strong
Put a towel by the door
Cover the smoke alarm (Mr weedman)
Amen, feeling like Our Father
Should I get off my high horse?
To get on my flying horses
That's rich nigga problems, lil' whoadie
My lil' bitch
world, so I stay in mine
And niggas don't cross the line, niggas stay in line
Like welfare, I'm St. Elsewhere
Hotter than a devil, nigga, hell yeah
diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
somethin'
Wine by the glass, your man a cheapskate, huh?
Niggas gotta move off my release day, huh?
Bitch, this is fame, not clout
I don't even know what
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I wanna tell you all a story 'bout a Harper Valley widowed wife,
Who had a teenage daughter who attended Harper Valley Junior High
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