Lyrics:
Yeah
When I close my eyes and dream
Every word you ever screamed
In my pillow Mr. Steal your girl the neighbours know my name
Yeah
When I close my
Before the parade passes by
I'm gonna get in step while there's still time left
Before the parade passes by
Mrs. Levi, come along!
Cornelius
'm covered by every prayer
Mama a Christian, when I get to tripping
She put holy water behind my ear
But I'm thuggin' thy shall not fear, forgive 'em thy
fuck me
Get it on Sunday, spend it by-hold up
Money don't grow on trees
When your ratchet ass ask say please
How come every time you want me I sneeze
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
pussy every Saturday
You got the nerve to say I ain't shit?
'cause I got no respect for a sorry ass lazy ass bitch
[Chorus with Mr. Bigg and females
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
Saturday, Sunday, sideways,
Pancake it on a one-way Oops,
Hura pulled me over, hey hey Give me a ticket but I
Ain't trippin' Mr. officer, car show is
Old school gangsta style, smokin' dank
Cognac lounge beat, Mr. Flamboyant
Motherfucker, Mr. Flamboyant
Yes, motherfucker
As a youngster I never knew
Saturday watch a film and drink home brew
Well as the days and years go by
I still see fire in your eye
But our hell raising days they're nearly done
After
Banana Pudding Cupcake on a Friday
Banana Pudding Cupcake on a Saturday
Banana Pudding Cupcake on a Sunday
I want You Seven Days A Week Not Just One Day
yeah)
And have a big fine car
Oh yes you do now
Do you think I can't afford
To give you my love (oh yeah)
You think you're higher,
Than every star
as well call me mr. captain slay a ho (Yeah)
All of her friends they whores
When I come around they ain't sayin' "no" (Yeah)
Every time I open that door,
the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet
By the sea, Mr. Todd, oh, I know you'd love it
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house what we'd almost
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
than every (ooh) star above
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Now I know all the girls I
twenty-nine
Every day a nigga flip phone ring a hundred times
Had a foreign car, mink coat, I rode around, buy the car
Throw the tint on and I roll around
up high
He said
Son, you don't have to be scared
"Cause I'm right by your side, I'm
Mr. Goldilocks and the Three Bears
Mr. Goldilocks and the Three
than every (ooh) star above
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Now I know all the girls I
my dog concocked the blues
it was just last Friday they told me about the news
i swings my feet up out my bed into my house shoes
its Saturday
meant to be
Monday
I was thinking every
second of you
Tried to ring you
then I stopped
Tuesday
Never thought about you
for a moment
Had a party with my
notice
I'm outta here
Look for somebody else (look for somebody else)
Mr. Manager this is my 2 weeks notice
My position is open
And this ain't working out
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