Lyrics:
All I hear is ladi dadi, dadi dadi, dadi dadi, dadi dada
Ain't gotta explain myself to no nigga, I don't have to change
Who the fuck I am, dawg,
guard ya grill
'cause where ya goin you gotta watch your back
Judge, god damn another nigga didn't make it back (Mr.C)
My lil brother Kevin Miller rest
talk
Ram her real good in the back Marshall Faulk
Lil mama exotic dancing erotic
Pussy is crazy I'm smoking on chronic
I will not stop it pull up in
Ay, yeah, ay, ay, let go
Ha, yeah, I got some G for it
Call me Mr. Run it up, give a dick, she ain't had enough
Niggas be cap, I'ma call they bluff
of me
That's what I tell myself
But if the right girl come around
I might change for the better
Lil buddy let off extra rounds
He still left
though I told you that I only do it for the kids
And I'm tryna change the world
Take a look at my new Benz and my supermodel girl
I'm Mr. Hypocrite
And I
I say I'm doing good
When really I'm really not
I get it from my father
Emotions? don't even bother
Just know it's getting harder
Feel weezy like Mr
count to three
Goddess energy, not luck
Caught them by surprise
Show me what's up
Had to change my side, niggas still gon' imitate
Grab the 45 if a nigga
the whole gang do (do)
Still clutching on a glass of that proof (proof)
Still the only thing to get me through (through)
Still bothered by the things I can't
Bitch
Yea
Cause we goin win and they goin wait
Yea
Yea
I get richer by the day
Yea I know a nigga blessed
Know my gma prayin for me
Be damned I let
The blond girl from L.A
Closed to Yves Montand, the French
She was the one preferred by men on planet earth
This woman, all dressed in pink
Sang for
Mr blue
I told you that i love you please believe me
Mr blue
I told you that i love you please believe me
Mr two time soldier, no mind owed ya
shit
Forget the ladies lil' bruh
(And you don't stop)
You're the greatest lil' bruh
You were made to amaze and bring change lil' bruh
It takes one
{ } = 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
ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride
We gon' ride ride though, you can call me Mr. Murda-mo
Get ?, burn the whole store down all by myself
My pocket look just like a bank
I only talk to money what you saying
My lil baby fine, just like a grain of sand
I do whatever I please, you do
featuring Bristal Lil' Kim Puff Daddy
[Puffy]
As we proceed
To give you what you need
B.I.G. mutha fucka's
Lil' Cease
featuring Bristal Lil' Kim Puff Daddy
[Puffy]
As we proceed
To give you what you need
B.I.G. mutha fucka's
Lil' Cease
[Verse 1 - Lil Shade]
I was calm but my palms started to get sweaty stomach got queezy
you was at a party drinking bacardi i didnt like it but i just
'm straight, my n**** (ok)
Yea, I'm getting cake, my n**** (ok)
These dudes still fake, my n****
Why call me Mr. Fake when I'm a fuckin' great
Wordplay ball so
Games
Lyrics By: Mr N
Song By: Mr N
Composition By: Mr N
Distribution By: Soundrop
And some very low patience
Yeah I try to change it
But it don't seem to change shit
Back to the basics
Loose change to blue faces
I can see the throne
do magic tricks like her name David Blaine
I'm a grimy lil bitch like a dog that got mange
Yea they want me to change cause my ways are so strange
I
on the way to make a girl cry
I'm with my pitbulls I'm the real Mr. Worldwide
I don't mess with fishes but I'm at the shoreline
They don't want me to change I
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