Lyrics:
my beats
You lil boyz think a producer won't take y'all off y'all feets
You lil boyz know I do beats for twenty
You lil boyz add that up: zero zero
now everybody love Kanye
I'm almost Raymond
Some say he arrogant. Can y'all blame him?
It was straight embarrassing how y'all played him
Last year
say ooh, it's so sweet
To know that You were always in love with me
Thought my game was clever
But no one can play me better than You
You know You
Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr
a lil' beast (beast)
She a lil', she a lil' beast (beast)
She a lil' beast
Love to walk around on fleek
I call that CC
She a lil', she a lil' beast
you are)
Ain't got enough mistakes
On my page for it all
You got me fucked
You got me fucked baby
There was a time when I cried
Now I don't
hit it
After we fuck she gon' lay on my chest and ask if I'm still gonna fuck other bitches
After we fuck she gon say that she love me but deep down she
Bitch, I'm good, I'm a hundred now
Don't move less than a hundred 'round
She want me, she in love now
All my cups they drugged out
When she chill with
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
and Sam Skutty but I still love em
Air full of motherfucker and I still want to hug em
Big Dave, my nigga gone to the battle field
Dandon and Levi, damn
Here we go
Yea
This one
Is dedicated
To one of the greatest
That ever did it
Hey Mr Bob
What you think about all the shit going on in the world
DJ, jam all night long
Hey! Mr DJ, play that song for me (get set, get set)
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out on the floor in my arms
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
and yawn
Its a love-hate thing, but my heart is torn,
man, let me just speak about whats going on
Hey, Dear Mr. President, why you got our troops in
the war
I want my money like Mr. Ren
I Pull up in a new black Benz
You niggas wanna live how I live
These women love when I'm Mr. Ren
All my bitches issa
love them greatly
The fans all wanna hate me
But I got mad charistma
And Ono starts with Mr.
Ladies wanna be with me
The men all wanna be me
But there is
to face the fact that love don't live here, they knife to my throat
I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code
Guess I'm just a flower in
. Owe me
Rest in peace Big and Nakas
I had to get it by my lonely
Riding round inside my new thing
They gon' say me Mr. Owe me
Fell in love with getting
think I'm falling out of love
I think I'm falling out of love
She a ghost, Mrs. Ghost
I'm a go, cause she ghost
She play with my love
She play with my
on top of me and I remember
You know that I think you're the love of my life
But lovin' and hatin' is such a fine line
Sometimes I wonder why I went
So after this song
You gon' love me for my honesty
Or you gon' hate me for being me
Yeah, I'm sayin'
One of the two is gonna happen
With all
her
I need me a thick 'lil bitch
I need me a Mrs Parker (Need me a Mrs Parker)
Just pulled up in a brand new Range, and hopped out with a chopper
My old
peaceful
This is just part one, wait 'til the sequel (let's go) lil' bitch
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my
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