Lyrics:
[Bridge - Lil Wayne]
So you didnt get drafted by the NBA,
but you got drafted to defend your U.S.A
Now you got war on your mind,
put you on front
came across all these little ppl lil ppl right infront of me
they looked up at me and sed hey mr r u tall
i sed yes im tall but hu r u wierd little
and Mr.Suspsion, obnoxious devil throwing peace signs
But I'm guilty like Richard I'm Nixon, sickness infliction
Vicious condition, that causes me to cook in
Lil Chuckie.
boy when we catch you
its over with
even stunna cant save you on this one
Nicki Minaj.
yo yo yo
yo ima show these girls how to pick 'em
Old school gangsta style, smokin' dank
Cognac lounge beat, Mr. Flamboyant
Motherfucker, Mr. Flamboyant
Yes, motherfucker
As a youngster I never knew
going down" and told me "get in bed"
Love you I know it now they way you kiss the head
They called you by my name they called you Mrs. Gregg
And we was
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
on my shit I think her name was Lita
Member I told u tht lil bitch was a eata
Just by the way she done walked like a diva
Scoop up ur bitch fucked tht
that
Mr. Get The Head, don't call her back
I got groupie bitches in my DM asking for a follow back
I know niggas trap morning to P.M, 24/7, you can
Baby, break a line up quick cus lately i've been having withdrawal sickness
Baby, break a line up quick
Break a line up quick
Bust it down, break it
cant tell it all
Yes Lord I have sinned but i never been to jail at all
ct tha cross is where i nail it all
Looking back, all tha struggles that a lil
intervene
Tryna ball like Mr Deeds
Bruce Banner when it comes to Green
The same hue in my eyes as Dollar signs
I’m tryna hunt it down, skin it up by dinner
hit one of your friends and
It's some black tubes
Yeah, call Mr gun Knife Lanez
I call me Mr "Damn He Done Fucked My Dame"
It's lil' nigga that you
guard ya grill
'cause where ya goin you gotta watch your back
Judge, god damn another nigga didn't make it back (Mr.C)
My lil brother Kevin Miller rest
{ } = Mr. Mixx in a deep voice
Intro: [Excerpt from a porno movie of a woman being fucked]
Mr. Mixx:
Yeah, bitch. I know you used to clown
Them L's
Them L's
verse 1: Mr Cheeks 0:43
black and white thats the color of my flag
running thru the city in the whips playing tag
aint nothing
ay ayo man
K Chrys :
Them L's
Them L's
verse 1: Mr Cheeks 0:43
black and white thats the color of my flag
running thru the city in the whips
[Verse 1 - Lil Shade]
I was calm but my palms started to get sweaty stomach got queezy
you was at a party drinking bacardi i didnt like it but i just
Games
Lyrics By: Mr N
Song By: Mr N
Composition By: Mr N
Distribution By: Soundrop
hangin by ur self so I know ur leavin solo
Talkin about u see me at the club every weekend talkin about u know me from back in the days u must be tweakin
[Verse 1] Welcome to the land of misery Where my delivery strikes with madness Hearts explode from a touch of the 44 blastin (Party) By the killas
no hurry
Spend a lil time, there's no rush
Pictures I'm painting, no brush
Feeling like I'm Murakami
Love come with pain if we're honest
Love come with
You have one unheard message
Hey, baby it's me
I need to see you tonight
I know, you know I'm a little drunk just by the way I sound
Plus I seen
sippin' that lean
Bald head bitch thought that was Mr. Clean
Like mind your own business
I'm a disturbed man cause I'm down with a sickness
Next up but
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