Lyrics:
the road, this whole thang gone explode
Now do it live, and all the lyrics I be spitting it be Texas pride
You know it's world wide, so won't you keep it
to move a lil different (Move)
No big deal, I ain't lose sleep, really I rather be distant (Move)
Stay offline, I ain't got time, why don't y'all mind y'all
a lil different (Move)
No big deal, I ain't lose sleep, really I rather be distant (Move)
Stay offline, I ain't got time, why don't y'all mind y'all
my name Mr. Krabs
I'm bout my dough like my name Mr. Krabs
I spend all my time steady stacking this cash
I don't give a fuck what they talking bout man
Hey
All that smack
That they talking
Hey
All this dope
That I'm chopping
Hey
All this dank
That I'm cropping
Hey
By the way
I don't play
Just
that about a bitch
That Imma talk shit until I'm out of hits
They don't want to turn they speakers up they claim I ain't deep enough
All that talkin' I
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
sipping on the crown
Told lil baby buckle up, but she didn't buckle down
Playing all them games, girl you thought I was a clown
Girl you thought is was
to fend for himself or by his own
Mr drug dealer
it's 1995, now that he's older stress weighs on his shoulders
Heavy as boulders, but he hides it
ignore!
V25 Group
(and individual lines by each)
1/2 group 1 & 2
Agreed…
1/2 Group 3 & 4
Here here
All Group
I say we finally ignore
1/2 Group 1 & 2
boogie
Young Drummer Boy
Listen, aye
Aye I popped two pills wit the Duce
Lil bitch drink it up like its koolaid
Hell ya I need my money by da due date
children could see I'm the shrine for the fucking blind
Vietnam mama ball her son know nuthin but raw
Whom tattoos the boy choose
I'm winnin by 4 steps
Hey there, Mr., Mr. Go-Getter
Did it hurt when you fell into your six-feet dream
We missed you, now it's too late
And the world still spins without
What you're doing Mr Man
All your cheating ways
Will lead to is your ruin (What you're doing Mr Man)
You're just trying to mask our eyes
While our souls
will crack yours
And even at the White House we pull up at the back doors
Walk around like I'm thirty feet tall
Tiger Woods, all these hoes tryna
a sinking heart my tears would well up in my eyes and drop into a sizzle on the hot ground
I felt it was all me but ya look around and the truth is there is
feat. Lil Dreamer, Mr. Capone-E, Snapper
[Mr. Capone-E] *Talkin*
Ay Dreamer you got your tape?
[Dreamer] *Talkin*
Let's do this shit
[Mr
[Mr. Shadow]
Yeah, it's the shadow of your death
One more time at your ass
Money and Greed caused all these evil deeds
So watch your ass mothafucka
Yesterday I stopped by that old park bench
I fed that Mr. James pigeons from the crust of my bread
Well I watched the world fly by
And I thought all about
I mean you no harm, Mr Bee
So why are you pestering me
Is the reason that you linger
For to sting me with your stinger
Me and my fly swatter are
tha streets dats furious
Ain't nuthin' you can tell me, ain't nuthin' you can do to us
Wit cha chest all out tryna be bad
*** I can tell you broke
G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's
(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in
G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's
(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in
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