Lyrics:
Got my education without school
Quiet as a mouse move
But I keep a loud tool
Play games you'll be shitting in a pouch fool
Got stock like Dow do
to death
Then he turned the gun
And killed himself next
And up here on the right
That’s the tree where my
Sister’s friend Christine
Hit the shit and died
have her naked where I land
I got a second option, and fourth and fifth one where ever a nigga staying
I had it falling right out of my pocket when I
Eek!
Now everywhere I go I'm seeing squirrels coloured grey
I don't see any red ones cos they've hidden them away
To anyone who passes by now this is
King Mu Da Dondada, Baby (Aye)
King Mu Da Dondada, Baby
Hey hey yo
Said im lost up in this maze lost my way Finding my Way Finding my way out
to the game but I raised it
Six where you from?
234 to the 44
0 in the middle where I do it all for
City raised the best never less
So everything I do is with
all you got is a mouse
And it's so hard to be so happy when you're
All by yourself, in a new apartment
So I called my boss up just to see why we were
sure I'll give you more than you're used to
Yeah little cat and mouse game
I'd be happy too play baby have it your way
You sad you ain't married but I'm
This is a public service announcement
From the mouse that gave you Rudis
That gave you Land invasion
That gave you Perc's and Roses Mouse tales
your soul too
Every man in the world wants you
But you want me baby too
Stretch your body
Over my aching soul
And come to know
All there is to know
All
I don't want to be alone where is my baby?
I don't want to be alone where is my man?
I spend hours by the phone where is my baby?
I chew my
with my brother
To see who pick the mouse up
Walk by open up the oven door to heat the house up
Everyday, police would swarm
Coming home from school
ends up on a back street
In abandoned buildings where the crack heads meet
All you hear is and lighters flicking
Busy smoking, baby dead, rat poison in
convinced,
Heard they snatch yo souls but shit st louis where them problems is,
I do not condone,
But still put on,
I made some promises,
I am not alone
We,appreciate that we so smooth they ain't caught us yet
Now Karen want respect,claim I'm doing her wrong
But my name is not Rome,I don't know where I belong
account, mattress
Where my life is on a loop
To pay the bills and buy some food
3 Years down the road on
Donald's bus to 26
Follow suit with gettin' married
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
niggas that trap with skinny jeans/
Imma 80s baby so I act different/
If you trapping with skinny jeans tell me where's the gat fittin/
NY is actually back
as a mouse
She said, 'Now Mister Lost John, be my friend
Be my friend up until the end.'
Well ('cause) he's long, long, long gone
(Well, l'm talkin'
[Talking voice]
Yeah man, just left town man
I'm here, here
Had to get outta town baby
Where you standin' at?
You can pick me up at the round
Fighting over straws like they were oil filled pipes
And why's the sun writing this song?
And why is this funny to me?
All of a sudden the mouse comes
Fighting over straws like they were oil filled pipes
And why's the sun writing this song?
And why is this funny to me?
All of a sudden the mouse comes
10
Ten little toes by golly
There is a little mouse
She lives in my house
She has a little nose
And some little toes
There is a little mouse named
lifts them up and out, and carries them across to the other side. ||3||
Embellished and immaculate is that place where the Saints gather together.
He
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