Lyrics:
You're gone, you left us alone
We don't know if you'll be back late, or tomorrow
I never even had the chance to say my adieu
I love you
We'll see you
home again all right
He says, "Don't you cry or worry, Mrs. Santa Claus
After all these years, the reindeer know their way
You know ho-ho I love
(Muy bien)
Shooting dice cause I'm a gambling man
(Eres muy guapo) heroin from Afghanistan
El holmes I can't understand that
What you mean? I don't talk
like what you see?
Won't you get like me?
'Cause you thought that I would die
But I'm fine (fine, fine)
Envy
All they do is envy
Don't they know
the road, this whole thang gone explode
Now do it live, and all the lyrics I be spitting it be Texas pride
You know it's world wide, so won't you keep it
MORTICIAN: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
CUSTOMER: Right.
[clop clop]
MORTICIAN: Who's that then?
CUSTOMER: I don't know.
MORTICIAN: Must be a king.
don't)
But I, I'm feelin' good about myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
You think you know me but you really don't know
Me, if I could
Walk through
don't)
But I, I'm feelin' good about myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
You think you know me but you really don't know
Me, if I could
Walk through
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
him and the boys, but
They don't seem to be friendly anymore."
Mr. Chasen: "I'll do that Emily."
Momma: "All right. He's got a big one. You know that."
Chanel)
Wanna spend it all on you, baby (Lil' Twist, Lil' Chuckee)
My room is the G-spot (and young Lloyd, ayy)
Call me Mr. Flintstone I can make your
him and the boys, but they don't seem to be friendly anymore."
[Mr. Chasen:] "I'll do that Emily."
[Momma:] "All right. He's got a big one. You know
your fate and I pray you don't end up in a lake
Do whatever it take, so many mistakes we made
But we gon' all get it right once we down by
aye
I just say next caller, next caller
I don't really want her
I need me a thick 'lil bitch
I need me a Mrs Parker
Baby let's get into it, i ain't much
now, well, I don't believe in God, thug
Oh, you Muslim? No, I'm real
Heard 'bout your beef in your city
Don't even worry, got some lil' niggas who
problably worked at tha tity bar
We see yo tittys and yo ass got u pretty far
Fly bitches aint impressed by a lil gold
But soakin wet off the power that
to find me
And if you know me
Then you know where I be
I'm smoking weed
Under the sycamore tree
All I wanna do is smoke a lil Chronic
Can I get witcha,
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
as good?
Where I'd really like to go
In a year or so?
Don't you want to know?
Of course!
Do you really want to know?
Yes, yes, I do, I do
By
did my wrongs but I could be your Mr. Right (right)
It ain’t the end of the world or the end of ya life
I just wanna see you smile by the end
of December 1985, and it's chart position was number 26. So stuff it again, where... you know where, or
whatever you like. Put it where you want, I don't care
that pack I hit the block I want them commas
Don't hit my line if you ain't talking about no numbers
See we ain't the same lil nigga
I ain't for
I'm Bruce Wayne, I'm too trained
There ain't no way to reduce pain, when I throw blows
If I ain't hot, God damn, I don't know
Say something now Mr
{ } = 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
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