Lyrics:
Ill Be He Who DEADED Simon
Fuck What They Say Bae
Let Me Put That Time In
I CAN
Be The One You Need In Yo Life
Never Said Im Mr. Perfect
But
lil' bitch, please
Tun', they pussy in a can, Friskies (yo)
I got ten up on my pinky ring and twenty on my bracelet
Now these niggas kissing ass,
'm filling up the bleachers now with this lil' crowd
Homie what goes up must come down
I'll probably go up but I ain't coming back down
I told them that
T but what's more important
To me is that don't be comin' 'round my girl
Tryna act like Mr friendly
And steal the spotlight like Mr bentley
I spotted her
you fade away money come every day
You can get it anyway
See I'm gettin' it every way lil Kodak
Salute me I'm Mr k where is my cape?
Super Koly save
You're an O'Neill drama, You're Whistler's mama,
You're Camembert.
You're a rose, You're Inferno's Dante,
You're the nost of the great Durante.
I
You're an O'Neill drama, You're Whistler's mama,
You're Camembert.
You're a rose, You're Inferno's Dante,
You're the nost of the great Durante.
I
the struggle
Not taking different for granted
Being Latino
Where blacks and browns are equal
Im surrounded by my people
Why is our
Culture viewed as lethal
I
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
that I been fine, know that I been fly
Blunts rolled to a million 10 of 10 I'm prolly high
All this fake shit kicking I just hope it pass me by
Cuz how
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
Yeah put your L up to the sky
If you ready to die bout this shit
Slide by myself, yeah I don't need a clique
One in the head and it's 10 in the clip
(Mm, mm)
(Look so perfect, she look so amaz-)
(Yuh, ay)
Man she so damn gorgeous the girl is amazin'
Ain't not one lil mufuckin thing that gon'
what I’ve learned in this business
you just never know…
[Lil’ Kim]
Shut the f-ck up
Who the f-ck want war
FedEx beef straight to your front door
It’ll
Lifes been hard wonder how easy it is when you die
If you cant live your dreams whats the point of being alive
Getting done worst by the ones i
did my wrongs but I could be your Mr. Right (right)
It ain’t the end of the world or the end of ya life
I just wanna see you smile by the end
talk to me and my mind go blank
Slit your throat, leave your body in a tank
Also by the way by tank I do mean barrel
I'm tryna smash Mr White's neighbor
text messages (damn)
You had to block the ho 'cause she messy messy
I'm a ho, I know I'm a ho (I am)
But don't you call me that, lil' nigga, that
out in Socrates' streets
Chest high talkin' wild 'bout how he was the one
'Til he learned, and got burned by the Goddamn sun
So the moral
You're an O'Neill drama, You're Whistler's mama,
You're Camembert.
You're a rose, You're Inferno's Dante,
You're the nost of the great Durante.
I
You're an O'Neill drama, You're Whistler's mama,
You're Camembert.
You're a rose, You're Inferno's Dante,
You're the nost of the great Durante.
I
You're an O'Neill drama, You're Whistler's mama,
You're Camembert.
You're a rose, You're Inferno's Dante,
You're the nost of the great Durante.
I
You're an O'Neill drama, You're Whistler's mama,
You're Camembert.
You're a rose, You're Inferno's Dante,
You're the nost of the great Durante.
I
water (well, damn)
Comin' live from the hood like a news reporter (6)
Bling bling, Mr. S-O-I-C-Y (Y)
All the hoes jockin' Gucci Mane and I see why
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