Lyrics:
no money to be rapping bout (maybe just a lil)
I ain't got no clout, got no name, fuck the fame imma get that later
Fuck a hater sometimes they my
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
soundin' like a fag on VladTV
This about to be a scene where I
Beat the fuck outta Mr chicken
Once again they got me back
Feelin' like Peter Griffin
You
me the drop I'm coming slide
Niggas gangster on the gram but in real life them niggas hiding
And imma get back free lil' tweety if that Glock stay by
hit the block and I skated
I had took them folks out, I ain't talkin' 'bout datin'
I got heavy, Lil Debbie, I'm havin', I'm cakin'
cnd I promise we
deep, think this light-skinned bitch want to fuck with me
Lil' bitch got locks, she remind me of me, tell her pardon my playa, I'm keeping it G
And it's
and my daughter gettin' chased by my son
The water gun is in his arms, that lil' nigga can run
He get it from his daddy side, you know, them Nigerians
together
And I can't name all of them
But let me end by saying
It's forever fuck March
That's where it began
And that's where it's gonna stop
I know y'all
you stealing fucking dubs
That's that broke shit, that's why you niggas still wearing them scrubs
Lil Ho tryna fuck with me cause she had found out I
We havin' a check by the way
Huh, woo woo woo
You feel me? You dig
Shit look easy, know what I mean
Hey
Don't I look like I'm the shit lil
Bitch I'm Mr. Geeked Up, Mr. Urkel
Mister Mister, The Color Purple
Mr., how you pop them adderalls and got 'em turnt up
Mr., gotta keep it quiet,
that boy Mr. Cain
Got my mind on my money, saying fuck the fame
Trying to make a million, while I'm living in these hard times
Trying to make a million,
on Notti, I'ma send ya' ass up (on bro)
Totin' the 30, why the fuck would I lack? (Why the fuck would I lack?)
Mr. Leave-A-Nigga-On-His-Back
Throw shots,
don't know how to take a loss they can't tell you how to win
I done fell and got back up again
They changed so i don't fuck with them
Kori been ballin I
Never smoke without da funnel
Never fuck without da rubber
My niggga I’m fo real u aint gotta believe me if u ont wanna
But if u doggin deez hoez in
Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump
Lil, momma know I like my kisses down low
Me, Nicki M, I got too many wins
Pull up with them V twins in my engine
All this ice all around me like
Longway
By: Luvinnia Flowers
I mean, like, what niggas expect j.
I be telling them, I dont know you b, money, g, bro, hoe, I dont know you.
you, mr. first-nighter! my wonderful, wonderful pussy doesn't need you! I have my briefcase, harry! I'm going to fuck my briefcase! I'm going to...look!
strap (strap)
Beef, I'ma put you in a box, Big Mac (bah)
Big Ghost, got cream on the seat (seat)
Tryna figure who I'm gonna fuck this week (yeah)
Coke
the menace" (Okay)
I be like, "No, lil' bitch" (No, lil' bitch)
Suck on it slow, lil' bitch (Suck on it slow)
Fuck on the floor, lil' bitch (Fuck
raised shit, Mr. Miyagi
Fuck any nigga got my back, I know God got me
They said I wasn't coming home, card watcher
They say all my niggas looking like they
her ex everyday
I can tell that she like me by how she be looking but she just don't know what to say
And I'm willing to fuck wit' lil' shawty if she
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