Lyrics:
'm thuggin don't toot a FN
And I'm speaking the truth
Got em mad once again
Bitch Nigga
Snitch Nigga
Ho Ass Nigga
Riding on That Dick Nigga
Big Ol Maniac
hated 'cause they thought that I was done (nah)
Platinum back to back, motherfucker, I'm the one (yeah)
Big shot, Mr. Big shot (shot)
Mr. Big shot,
Bitch I'm on oxy that codeine
Big ol' choppa sag my jeans
Bitch I'm swaggin' in my teens
Got new drip Margiela feen
I won't miss got new red beam
Back and forth
Lets do it
What you want to hear?
I want to hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr. Mr.
Scarface
Some of that
memories would sooner begin
Now as a youngin on the block
I was looking for adventure
Water fights in June
Sledding hills in December
Jumping in a big pile
no peace
For an adolescent nigga to rap, to be a thinker
Bud smokin' twenty-four seven, everyday drinker
Got my diploma but I never learned shit in
I think I saw ol’ Santa through my window Christmas eve
My eyes were really droopy but I really do believe
It must’ve been ol’ Santa ’cause I saw his
Oh, Mr President!
Get a tie, get a suit and tie guy
He work me from 9-5
Come home make me go na-night
Got me so high I'm seeing sky
Big man he
lyin, if I said I wasn't attracted by yo biddies
Lustin for them titties, make yo booty jump like switches
But tension buildin up, some ol busta and his
what?)
Lil' Kim:
Lil' Kim, Big Will give a damn how y'all feel
Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven mill
If I wasn't on top I'd have a lot less
pay for drinks, cause you
Makin' all this cheese"
But she only
Rockin' with me cause a
J follows the D
Mr. Big Boss Rappin'
I'm just playin' on these
the rules my nigga I'm playing
By the facts And the only thing I want my nigga is a fucking big
Ol fucking bag Did this shit my nigga I'm pushing P like
My
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
(yeah) (dream baby)
Uh, uh, yeah, let's go
I just want a big ol' bag of money when I see my jeweler (yeah)
Get a hard-on when I'm countin' up that
Mr Garfield been shot down shot down shot down Mr Garfield been shot down low
Me and my brother was down close to the depot when I heard the report
I ain't got much but|I got a lil' cash in the bank|Still...|I got a lil' gas in my tank|I'm praying for a lil' bit of rain|But if it don't I
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
tell you got big, big energy (uh-huh)
It ain't too many of them that can handle me (yeah)
But I might let you try it off the Hennessy
Make 'em sing
I think I saw ol' Santa through my window Christmas eve
My eyes were really droopy but I really do believe
It must've been ol' Santa 'cause I saw
fault when we've gone too far
And we got too far, cause on him we walk
Mr. Wendal, a man, a human in flesh
But not by law
I feed you dignity to stand with
[Mr. Lil One]*Talkin*
Yo this is what we fin to do
[Chorus: Mad One (Mr. Lil One)]
Let's ride ride, slip and slide
(From my side to your side)
a penguin
I ain't talkin' bowlin' but I'm with the kingpin
I pull up with a n-gga with a real big dick
That's just so good, man a bitch can't quit
I ain't
Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump
to hit
Ready to slide
Ready or not ima come find ya
Big ol knots all in my pocket
Big ol Synner here to remind em
Im Saphyre but I'm like diamond
Don't
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