Lyrics:
'm good, you could take it all away (yeah)
I'm God, you follow me 'cause I know the way (God)
I'm in Philly and we all fly (huh)
If we don't got the whip,
we're all in Space
You're orthodox, a pillar of your Creed
I'm a Space-alien, or so you've decreed
By the way, Mr. Man, you've got it all wrong
featuring Blake see Jay Z Mr. Bristal
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc A Fella (uh huh)
Gener al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
up, got to act out my plan now
Yeah!
Man this shit feels way to easy
Don't know what I'm smoking, that pack's not on Leafly
Switching my hoes I do that
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
let it goooo
Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
Naughty by
and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got the eraser
I don't
Know what I mean?
Lil' Kim and Will:
Here come the butter baby
(I bring it smooth and hot)
Here come the butter baby
(Bringing it smooth and hot)
of my size
Mr. Big out the west, I get em gone on the nawf
I got love on the East, you know I'm plugged in the south
Since a jit I been getting in
Tell the bros, we gon link
And get ya makeup ready over down by the sink
I don’t, I don't, I don't care what you think
Hop in the ride, let’s glide, be
just gotta give it time
Lil' dog, don't be foolish, I be tryin' to press rewind
For the times I lost grams and the times I almost died
Rip bro, free
Mr America
I'm just an immigrant Nigger
Living a life in the city
Tryna get by with my pennies
Survival is a must
A job is a plus
If they hiring us
'm lyrical and what I be
Saying gon' make you think
I'm all in, I be solo
Don't need no friends
I fuck with Lil' Soto
That's my cuh-in law, he get it in
Lil
low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low
I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
Mr
late
Cause mr. when you get there
They don't ask how much you saved
All they'll want to know, Mr.
Is what you gave
Excuse me Mr.
But I
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
will get you through, ain't no use to bein foolish
Ain't got one life to live, so be careful how you use it
[Chorus - Mr. Chris]
Y'all don't know what
time, nor mister P
Now my eighteen gun that, Mr. T
Told them, I don't wanna hear they dissing me
Break through it, because their missing me
I know
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
can start figuring out
What the hell is going on in my city
Mr. Mooks
Look man I don't know
What happened
Lets figure it out
Mr. Choko Noko
Well first
Ridin round gettin' paid
I don't know what to say
But I'll do it anyway
I don't really know (Really know)
I don't really know
I don't really know (Where
[Chorus]
I just know, I just know
I just know, I just know
That every day is sunshine
Can't go wrong, can't go wrong
Can't go wrong, can't go
give
You ain’t Mr. Right, but you ain’t Mr. Wrong
If you aint got no patience, be strong
You know how I hate be alone
Just be my Mr. Right for now
Mr
and I just popped 3 pills
I don't know which one's which or what it's for
Safety ain't really a habit I've formed
I still smoke to the cigarette butt
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