Lyrics:
kno what I’m on goof troop send em a boot and imma get heem gone
16 young lil nigga kno I’m comin up niggas wanna laugh ion never see what’s funny bruh
I'm a Libra y'all
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well I'm a Libra y'all
You wanna battle? Swing
I bring commandin' men like I was king
In all your dreams
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
(Fizzle, fizz a lot, fizz a lot)
I don't go by no rules
I don't go by no dismissal (yeah)
Yeah, you can get hit with that Draco, yeah
Just send a lil
of rhyme
To your tambourine in time
It's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind
It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing
Hey! Mr
tambourine in time
It's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind
It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play
tambourine in time
It's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind
It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play
yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I'm smooth, uh, I'm one smooth lil' dude, uh
Only 22, richer than you and your whole crew, nigga
Call me Mr. Glock, I
then I told his ass he gon' have to prove it
Lil' niggas move, you ain't makin' no noise on my side, and it's true
And this big jiggy steppin' through
a hit out on you
Before I let my niggas come through
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gangsta, gangsta
Yeah
I come creepin' through your hood in
Shakin' that lil' limp skinny ass body the bitch got
Turnin' the Gotti on the cock
And make the bitch hit the block, I'm tired of these hoes
Now a days
Shakin' that lil' limp skinny ass body the bitch got
Turnin' the Gotti on the cock
And make the bitch hit the block, I'm tired of these hoes
Now a days
of Lil' Robs
Is ther anythin' that you would like to say
To them Player Haters and if so what would it be
[Verse Two: Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it
a password bitch I go by the code
Coca yielding, play in her nose
Hey, I just wanna sit up on that propeller boat
Hey, I just wanna rap and ship it coast
to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging
them worms
Body vacant
Now that boy momma curlin up, cryin, and shakin
Nowadays not a soul you trust niggas fakin
They pray i fall off pray they die by
Please Don’t Ask Me Why I Changed (prod. by Humbeats)
(Chorus)
Please don’t ask me why I changed
First ask why you stayed the same
Please
Before you
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
Right about now, I'm about to show you how good we are (I'm in the club, I'm)
(Good), I look so, (good), the car look
(Good), I'm in the hood, and I
featuring Bristal Lil' Kim Puff Daddy
[Puffy]
As we proceed
To give you what you need
B.I.G. mutha fucka's
Lil' Cease
featuring Bristal Lil' Kim Puff Daddy
[Puffy]
As we proceed
To give you what you need
B.I.G. mutha fucka's
Lil' Cease
on plantin a lil' something in my shit
Just because you ain't got shit, bitch!
Give em a badge and a trigger and that makes em figure
That they can fuck
Anger, but yo that's Mr. Funkee Wallbanger
Concieved in the fire by you warned through disaters
The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
Mr
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