Lyrics:
Lil Nikki On State Street
A Hell of A Day
Rest In Peace To B.I.G & Shorty Frank
We Gotcha Renee “ DearBorns “
Outro
(Talking At The End )
Rest
Big Fish
I hope you brought that defense!
Hook
I’m that mr big fish
I ain’t with that weak shit
I’m ruling these waters , i can tell who the weak
and my children
Had to put the wide body on the Lamb' truck, it look sexy, call it "Mrs. Urus"
Fucked up playin' around, now I'm serious
I got
Back by popular demand, Mr. Stay posted up just like the gram
Quick to break the bones, get the hell on, scram
The concrete I fell on, police man
don't want none and that's word to lil Reese at the top It's just up real people hard to come by I don't duck wid em much I'm wid bro smoking Runts that's
it poppin
(""Bitch I'm paid, that's all I got to say"") - Lil Wayne
My name is Mr. Popularity, fam' I get it poppin
(""No-no-no-no matter what I do,
S550 for the benzo
Goin off the top no pen hoe
Ion do the friendzone
Fuckin on lil shawty but I realy want the friend tho
Shawty playin game Nintendo
I got big drip
I stay with the fishes
Don’t need a Mrs
Don’t really do kisses
You niggers be cappin
That’s all fiction
I need that land back, please
DEBONAIRE: Yo wussup my nigga where the fuck you been?
JT MONEY: Shit, I jus' came from round a bitch house
tryin to get a lil pussy, why'know I
a limosuine everywhere you go and fly private planes
that's what I was taught to do
by my big homie thou
you can always be a nigga,
but a nigga ain't rich
G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's
(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in
G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's
(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in
was grey hoodies
For every nigga, every bitch said I can't or couldn't
Pussy, listen, better think 'bout what you sayin' to me
My lil' cousin 'nem in
Mr Hellcat nigga
Idol (skrt)
I ain’t never been worried bout nun but my bitch getting pregnant or a snitch
But ima hit her so slow when I fuck her
you stink issa lil dump
Okay whatchu think huh? Givin you this lil chance
Peter Piper picked a pepper n he choked on lil chunks
Back to back I keep
Bad to the bone,
When I get it on, like Marvin Gaye.
But stay away from my chrome homes,
'Cause you scratch it, then you'll pay.
By the way, my
on him, and do a lil' more than stare at him
Poet I know it, I Mr. modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute
Yeah
Aye
Whoa
Hah
Aye
Aye Mr.Francis
Let me get a lil bit of ya help on this one
If you don't mind, please
I almost fucked it up
I almost lost you
pussy up in the place to trip on good times
I'm surrounded by see's D's and double D's
some down ass women that freak me down to they knees
[Mr
Got me some change but I never will change
Never been the type to go against the fucking grain
I told that lil bitch give me brain
I feel like Lebron
And Sasha even if you're not the one
Baby know nothing compares
Nothing compares
To when I'm waking up next to you by my side
Lil shawty imma ride or die
Lil Bitch
Why you calling my phon
Thought I told you
Not to hit me up
I'm In my zone
Moving too fast
I smell fresh check the cologne
All these women
. Watchyohoe, cause I could get her on go, she gon catch some
Gripping this lil bitch by her dreads, she trying to make her escape on the bed
After that, its
this sour lil' bih, gone dumb by my bickle
We gettin' money over here, sometimes I let him tickle
Sorry that I'm pressure, you big mad he always choose
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