Lyrics:
than this 80 and you
I know the money ain't right, but soon it will be
I'ma make a better life for you if it kills me
In a mintue, it's gonna be gravy,
about month go by see I'ma be like buying her shit.
I bought her lunch the first time,
But see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time
freezin'
And Mrs. said that you would never be shit
And you don't wanna cry about dad, but you need him
I grew up so fucked, but I didn't even deep it
Put on my tux and now I'm out for business
Mr. Go Get It (I'ma go get it)
Yeah
I'ma go get it (I'ma go get it)
I get the chicken, bread, the green,
all my life"
Mr "Every single day until the end
I will be by your side"
But that was when I got to
Know Mr "Change of heart"
Mr "Leaves me all alone, "
redruM, Mr. I-B-N, fool
Oh, that's what Lil Fly would do
Now Killaman what would you do?
First I hit up Crunchy and I get full of that Holy Ghost
die, I know it
We've gotta leave him here, honey, we gotta
He won't talk, I promise you that, will you Johnny?
Frankie, I don't care whether he
that money stretch, Mr. Fantastic
Ok, now imma make the money stack
if i lose it, get it back
Ridin with some killers say my name and they gon get you
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
to be laid, then off in the acky
But if it ain't no way, then best believe I'm take it off a
A Nigga with no hustle, it ain't work it yet
And a bitch like
and rap should be my middle name
Lil Twist and Young Game, no Roc-a-fela ella
This rap game ain't easy
Oh wait it is easy when your big brother's WEEZY
the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!
chorus:
nigga we did we went and we got
We did it alone by ourselves
Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
Know now for wealth
Stood our
you down 'bout no stack
'Cause I will blow you back, bring it back, this hoe here throw it back
Yeah, tryna show me that she 'bout it
'Bout it
you down 'bout no stack
'Cause I will blow you back, bring it back, this hoe here throw it back
Yeah, tryna show me that she 'bout it
'Bout it
B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done
Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I
I've been waiting
Mix 'n' match and rearranging
You might be my Mr. Right
You and I been friends forever
Now the thought that you will never be my,
Be my
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
on him, and do a lil' more than stare at him
Poet I know it, I Mr. modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute
Mrs. Parker can I chill in yo car
Mrs. Parker I don't even know her first name
Mrs. Parker she just wanna have fun
Let's Drive to Vegas
Get married by
bullets and the police at the same time hold on , hold on
Will my mother forgive me for being wild as a child
By the age of 13 i was married to the street
Yeah
Mr. Weezy Baby Nigga
It Go always strapped when I hit the club
niggas give me daps
Bitches give me hugs
And since im paid
niggas be
to help you?
Momma will stroke Guy's penis for him. No one has to know. I'll sneak in when it's dark."
[Tracy:] "No! Mom, please!"
[Momma:] "You don't
throw. Right over the fence and into the Chasen's yard."
Momma: "Don't get all huffy puffy. I'll get it. Momma will make
Everything all right. J.N. you
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