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don't need what these bitches bring
Trying to make it to the top
And I'ma do that shit by any means
Had to go and get a mop
'Cause I'm wiping niggas off

she downtown she fucking a dude
Sometimes just one or maybe a group
All of the times
You got passed by the crew
Shawty getting played
And ain't got got

hips, Angelic
Fuck niggas wanna hit
She dead it
I drop 2 by the time she read it
She want me, I want green
They jealous
You wanna turn this lil wave

your girl feeling juicy
Gunman gonna make a movie
My girls acting boujee
Lil shawty, aye, she showing her boobies
I get the bag, shout out to Gucci
Mr

promised bro your death & yo taxes
I Throw punches like Im Cassius
And Anything can really happen
If Titty boy claimed girls get ate up by a mattress
I

I'm Sorry

Mr. Lil One

Tha Requiem: Songs for Tha Dead

2004

[Mr. Lil One Talking]
Yeah, between me and you
sorry, sorry, we all got a lot to deal with
but you're the only one we gotta keep it real with

[Verse

Brodie got signed, he bought him a wallet
Fuck Molly, that nigga a cop
Hop out, I'mma clip 'till he dropped
They know my name, Mr shot after Shot

Call up

stay good to go
Some people say that I'm closed
How could I open my doors
When I always came thru
Four by four off of the road
And offered the most
I

Try it before I buy it
Yeah they know me in the spot
I'm mr punch n slide
My runner boyfriend think we fucking but she just sliding by my side
Every

will by the end of the day (They will)
Set me up, 'cuz I'm ready to play (I'm playin')
EA sports, it's in the game (Football)
Lady Gaga, I'm far from

face
Ya girl gimme
I didn't know it would cost so much just to lay up
She like my luxury raps, I could tell by her tase buds
Whatever I don't have in

aint safe, where I feel complete
Yea
They aint think I make it
They in disbelief
Now she wanna love me nah-na-nana

Spanish bitches fuckin leaving by

ruined it
“Mr. Mattic come and take em to school again”
Y’all scoring terrible
It be unbearable
You talk back guarantee I’ll embarrass you
You say it up

out of sight
Out of state license plate, think they got a foreigner
Lil Wayne help me out, it's Mrs. officer
He let her cuff him if I got it understood

screaming out
Brother's Don't Change
I be damn near
Everywhere that them boys ain't
My lil dawg will risk it all for some spray paint
If me and Keenan in your

on the sheets
For them tough ass stains, only using mr clean
And thats my normal way
When i met $krt it was stormy days
I used to be a fan, now he's my fucking

Fight back if they try to define your worth
(I fight 'em back)
Commit the felonies, I'm my worst enemy
(Fight 'em back, bitch)

Uh, yeah, it's Mrs smoke-A

Shoutout Wickie, man, shoutout Lil' Wickie
Sazzyman, that's my manager
Shoutout my mans Reese, Amari
Jordan bum ass
Uh, yeah
Shoutout out Mr. Margiela,

Leave my sweat on stone tables after gym class
Cornhole skills by the end I could teach a master class
Locker room steals so everyone locked up their bags

she ain't
Fuckin' with these broke niggas
Hi Tech, red glass, that shit pour different
By the time I'm ninety-two
Done ran through four kidneys
Laughin'

be totting on niggas, aye
Lil bitch i be roping on niggas, aye
I'm whippin' the kitchen, your niggas be cookin'
like bitch, I be cookin' these niggas

year
That thang go harder than a Bull cock! Yikes

Not sure why I do, but I sure do like me a MX-5
Not sure why I like them lil' thangs
But I love how

energy in people that is fake to me
Niggas finna break the code, I can't lie my heart is cold
She said she a lil bold, that is just what I was told
Don't

The Window, Boosie Pass Me That Indo
I Told Her Slow Down Lil Mama Look Cause We Ain't Ken Folk
They Be On A Nigga, Yeah They Want A Nigga,
They Gone Take Lil