Lyrics:
got the time to smoke this, hold this
Yo G, roll by in a blacked out TT, Megaman carry two gats easy
Seeing stars, and a mister wanna jack me
Jack me
Don't leave
You set the bar too high
I'm on my knees
Don't pass me by
I'm not easy to please
I'm bad for your health
Why aren't you with
Somebody else
Don't leave
You set the bar too high
I'm on my knees
Don't pass me by
I'm not easy to please
I'm bad for your health
Why aren't you with
Somebody else
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
Somebody please tell me
Who this other mister is
How did I become so irrelevant
I tried to win you back
But you wasn’t having it
Why’d you cheat
Why’d you
People really thought I'd be stopping I ain't get tired out
But you might be the one sweatin when I'm spittin fire out
Driving for a while, man we had
cannot be fixed
This is a dead man
In fact it’s a ghost, but if he was brown
How’d he come back in a lighter skin tone?
Please, your mom is just cooler
ball, kay, broad, g'day!,
Now G'd afternoon, subhuman self, caught a splash of moon, got stupid felt
By the moon light, oh my passive wounds
They thrash
you please pass this report to Judge Battle
Mr. Fitzpatrick there's a few questions I'd like to ask you
You said you was outside the store in
keep the stick like Mister X and that's by any means
Watch out for opps, watch out for cops, they kill for anything
I got on Prada shoes and Prada tee
It's the return of mister fourth quarter
But now it's mister second half
I laughing as I get you going back then
I drop step five feet and fall away
the village where I dwell, it's a...
Living hell still tryin to make a heaven outta this right here
Watching fo' the postman hopin fo' paper
Please stop the bus
on by the right kisses
But the hardwood has the only grooves present on the scene
Hear a few mumbles questioning the methods of his team
But sitting
the room with Tutan
I'll leave you in ruins
I read hieroglyphs but I still can't decipher
How you'd bawl with the embalmer
You got wrapped up by a spider
When I’m low and don’t feel swell
Wish somebody’d pick me up
But I’m feeling underselled
I wish people wouldn’t look at me based off all my talents
Yo, on the M-I-C right about now, I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my Man Scoob Lover on the side of me
Dj Mister Cee on the wheels
Fuck it I’d rather get shot
Or end up on somebody’s block...
Then give up all that I got
I can not break up the spot
I made mistakes like a lot
But
a long time
And she found somebody new
I've been thinking that this whole time
Well I never thought you'd stay
That's okay
I hope he takes your
aha
I'm just playin'
Nah, nah, for real doe (ay, yeah)
Lifted off the sticky weed (ooh)
See, ain't no place I'd rather be than with you (ooh)
better fuck with me now
Cause if you're in love with me well then you're someone to be
Yeah yeah, come fuck with me, I'm going places that you'd like to
I
double N. 3D.
Flow unique
If you peep what I speak
I be keeping it 100 each
And everyday of the week
Rappers try but can never compete
Murdered by
I'm so traumatized, I'm very lost
Somebody hold me
I can't take it, I just lost my dawg
Gun violence is the issue
Please don't get involved
Another
ship that passes by never sees
I'm out here all alone waving helplessly
This is an S.O.S. for love
Can you get here fast enough
Please won't somebody
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
Discuss these somebody please by mister d Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In