Lyrics:
Don't get it twisted you should get it how you live it don't stop
But it hit a lil different when it's real hip hop
Get your money no hate we don't
looks is Unique
Whose Mrs. Huxtable smart and a freak
Can whip it up like a chef
Cas I be eating
Meat eater or vegan
Yes, I need three
Three beezies that
with the blues (ooh)
Going Mr. T with the jewels (ooh)
Get salt over by your boo (ooh)
I ain't never kickin' no spooks
Nigga say he thinkin' bout
jackin', str8 jackin'
What, what
Yall can test me but you aint getin nothin' x2
Second Verse :[Mr. Shadow]
Step a lil closer, cause I ain't scared
I
tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater
and keep it spinning
Went gold in two weeks, I'm on a spineless spree
Cause it's are-E-S-P-E-see-T for Lil Ke
Now to guarantee, with the more satisfaction
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
and the twisted
So sadistic and wicked that's why I
(I'm a Supervillain)
I root for the bad guys
The psychopathic maniacs
The black hat sort, I (I'm a Supervillain)
combat
Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, stickin' up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten
combat
Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, stickin' up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten
But listen lil homie
Round here be the big leagues
Sinister mr big sinner rough
Swing and cut kill with love
Sick and corrupting thrill to crush
Stick
Man look
I’m Mr. Jody
Just leave me alone
I say I ain’t with the beef
That’s for petty niggas that’s under paid
Grind or lose the weight
I know how
from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushin' push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam
Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for
missions l
Yea I'm onna rise tryna count hella digits
Lil shordy down to ride I call her my lil mrs
Swear I need you by side cause when you not I really miss
feat. Lil Zane, Montell Jordan
Intro [T-Bone (Lil Zane)]
Ahh, for shiggity
Mr. Boney Bone Corleone, Lil Zane
And the one and only busta
at your door with two T9s, lil' bitch like, pop out
Don't get this shit twisted, talking all that shit you not bout'
Uh, I ain't got no manners for no sneak
your head, like I got your ass on record
Tune, don't be so cruel, Tune don't be so rude
Nah, fuck that, fuck these lil niggas, fuck these lil dudes
By
a letter to your ma, that's word to your mother
Too Stella, I'm a star
When at least in the gutter
Yo, Dagnarm
I'm still the same twisted fucker
To run
Yooooo
Its Mr.CatchMeIfYouCan
Trynna make this ginger bread
Boy i been the man
Stop playing
How you hating and a fan
Im leveling up
You understand
fueled by toxic e masculinity
Shameless balless towards woman so aim slame resentment
A grotesque development awaits
Mr Mercedes gonna plow straight into
makin' noise y'all planet
Earth is makin' noise y'all
(Mr. Man verse)
come follow the leader
as I feed the info into your recorder
mr
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
to jelly
Ever since i got my racks up niggas trynna come and kick it lionel messi
Shawty know she be petty got a lil spanish mami givin head like a becky
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