Lyrics:
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
compared to your career just isn't fair
I'm a venereal disease, like a menstrual bleed
Through the pencil, and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
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
Bae I know what you want, you want that Yves Saint Laraunt
You want that tat with that pretty lil' font Bae that ass fat, I can see from the front
the streets, up in these streets
Them niggas call me Mr. Clean
Bitch, I'm shiny with this beam
Got ice, you keep me clean
Nigga, know I got that money
Bitch,
tough
What is it? This for them, suckas
Nigga, I came from a long line of playas
That ain't scared of nar' one of y'all, motherfuckers
I see these
I know, you know
I ain't changed still ride solo
Antisocial
Know that I love you but I gotta go
Yeah I love a lil' different
Cause love as a child I
with a mind blown
And don't you tell me you sorry, lil' baby, star choked
He started yappin' by the skits, man, I thought he was jokin
I'm hella strong,
CH'yea
I see you
I got you dawg
Chaingang Entertainment
Mr. 407
The city's beautiful really
Yeah , yeah , hold on , yeah 407 yeah
Im just a grown
from Glocks, ayy, came and caught him in the back
Ayy, free lil' bang out that cell, can't wait till we get that boy back
Ayy, free lil' dios out that
Ha, brr, bow (Why you goin' up, ReoN)
Ha, ESPN, nigga big KTA
(Oh yeah, ad, let's go) 6
I'm with lil' SpotEmGottem
Make us hop out on your
Block
y'all, let's rock
Ni**as wasn't rocking with me when I needed help (naw)
Now a ni**a shining, I done did it by myself (my damn self)
I done earned my
a ticket (Ooh)
This ain't no metro I'm working a cricket (Brrp)
This something slight this ain't nun but a snippet
Gotta stay dangerous this shit can get
my mind
You picked your side, now walk
The line, you caught slippin'
That cost a dime
Ayy, mi casa su casa
I red dot him, who shot him
I walked him
Mr. Micheal Myers, man (Michael Myers)
Word to MoneyBagg, I keep it coming in (whoo, whoo)
By the way we work you think I had a twin (twin)
I'm tryna
I was making records but wasn't making money
You can take it seriously or you can think its funny
By '87, I was on my own, started Dangerous Music
a rep that I made all by myself
One I hate all by myself
That comes from decisions created all by myself
I can't shake it all by myself
See I grew up
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
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
a prince, magic jaun a pimp
I learned the word bitch from you, so why can't a nigga get rich from you
These are English words
Scarred to be used by geeks
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
the floor
I mean you run through my mind like all the time
To the point that I just wanna take ya home
I said Lil' Bow Wow you just don't know
The way you
When appetites and psychological types
Get caught in the hype
It's tight from morning 'til night
I'm demanding my rights
Women's suffrage then black
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