Lyrics:
jealousy's a disease
Paid our dues to catch them blues now everybody gone eat
Dead and gone
You'll be wanting me all night long
Really hope you get it done
You
that hoe shit
So if you thinkin bout fuckin me, nigga you better try some more shit
Cause I done paid my dues and like a fool in the process
Watchin
Dear Mr. President with all due respect
I wish we can have a conversation
I'll take a trip done to the residents
We can talk about the state
the black man for them record sales
I'm a slave to the game
I had to fight to get paid but thanks Steve
I'm learning something new every day
I brought you
[Verse 1]
Dear Mr. President with all due respect
I wish we can have a conversation
I?ll take a trip done to the residents
We can talk about
(I made it)
Don't hate it (Don't hate it)
That's just the way it goes
Yeah
I done made it through
Stand on my own two
I paid my dues yeah
lives illegal?
It's all about who knows the trade
and who am I to knock him? Homeboy was gettin' paid
He chose his own lifestyle to live it was
uh
I'm in the buildin' and I'm feelin' myself
Rest in peace, Mac Dre, I'ma do it for the Bay
Okay, gettin' paid, we'll holler whenever that stop
My
lunch by lakes
MJand meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes
I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap life, I paid my dues
off
Say put lil monk on the map if he walk it off
I'ma I'ma
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin to stunt
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin
Where are the wings?
I'm mister
Mister, mister
I'm Mr. Insanity
I'm sorry, I messed up
Messed up, messed up
I paid for your sanity
Darling,
chapters and some verses, you seek and you find
Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
Flame by hip-hop burns eternal
All aboard on my train
they say, "hey Mr. Davis, how may I assist you?"
It's Gucci
It's Wizop
I act like I forgot but I was once a mental patient
Sit still in a cell
to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still wouldn't pay my
'm out)
See you got the game twisted, I could care less
My house is bought and paid for, your rent's due, you're stressed
Nevertheless, you want to keep
to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still wouldn't pay my
Yeah
Mr. Weezy Baby Nigga
It Go always strapped when I hit the club
niggas give me daps
Bitches give me hugs
And since im paid
niggas be
Nothing sad as that day my girl father past away
So I promised to Mr. Rainey I'm gonna marry your daughter
And you know I gotta thank you for the way that
I paid my dues to break the rules, I'm mr cool
Yeah I'm that dude too cool for school, and extra smooth
That's how I move don't mind me, I'm not that
outside, boy, unless I get paid
Yeah, we droppin' the fives and we droppin' them Gs
Mr. Big EBK, boy, I'll fuck everything
If you droppin' my knot, uppin'
about my reputation
Across the nation, "Mr. I get around"
My temptation got me drippin' wet, perspiration
I'm activated by the moves you makin'
Baby,
a beautiful day for getting married
I hope the weather lasts as well
It's been years since we've been married
I know we paid some dues
Now ain't it something
ain't rich (shawty)
I spend a lil bit (shawty)
So who you wit? (shawty)
Let's do this shit (shawty)
I know you wanna get paid tonight
But I'm tryna
the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
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