Lyrics:
Boosie Bad Ass, Ima send this maw'fucker right here
To all my niggas out there gettin bank rolls putcha mothafuckin hands up
Bank roll after bank
the street
Where she stopped, the sign said
Mrs. Sofroni, hair articles of all kinds
Up to the second floor, Della ran and stopped to get her breath
Mrs
up
Right when y'all finna leave the joint then I show up
Star-spangled up and my chain got cuts
Mr. T looked, saw my shit and went nuts
Starks
brother, he be snappin' too
Got tired of fuckin' bitches by the one
When I can fuck 'bout two
Free lil' Blue, I got it from my nigga
Now I’m first to shoot
Sky)
(Mr. Blue Sky)
Mr. Blue, you did it right
But soon comes Mr. Night creepin' over
Now his hand is on your shoulder
Never mind, I'll remember
am
Catch me if you can
Hey, hey Mr. Policeman
I got a 75 Firebird trans am
With a 455 up under the hood
Me and my brother got it runnin' good
Wake up
feat. Mr. Lil One, Mr. Shadow
[Host:]
Tonight I'm standing on highway 666
Running pretends like the Cortez shipwreck
[Mr. Lil One]
Stimulated by
Man
Before you left you should've held on to my hand
Without you there is no music for the band
Mr. Guitar Man
I wish that there was something that I
beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let
ain't wanna hear her talk, I put dick on her lips
All she ate was DoorDash, Subway, and some chips
Took a sleeve up to Jersey just to fuck with Lil Rick
grave
Jesse went to his rest with his hand upon his breast
And there are many who never saw his face
He was born one day in the County of Clay
cafe
6:30 and no one knows she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song
Me and Mrs., Mrs
decisions
By corrupted governments
You need to level up
Your time is up
Mr Mr Mr
Mr Mr Politician
You got a whole lot
Of explaining to do
While the country
Ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You can do yo' J O be witout touchin', touchin' me
Ey ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You ain't ass without cha
TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this even Mr H-O-T
N-i-x, you get splashed with the Tec
Nobody
to die, but by His grace, He took my place
Who's iller?
Mr. Doomzilla
Tryna shock the world 'fore I up and break the ceiling
Who's iller?
Mr. Doomzilla
And say yeah (and say yeah, and say yeah)
One night in town, my niggas 'round
Throwin' money, them bitches hit the ground
Then bring it back up
And say yeah (and say yeah, and say yeah)
One night in town, my niggas 'round
Throwin' money, them bitches hit the ground
Then bring it back up
love when smoove inside
Yea yea I know you feel the vibe
Are you really tryna have a Good time (wussup)
Hands up put em to the sky (put em up)
And that
swartzaniggaz'
Put your hands in your pocket, give it up
I demand I need my tweed, potent refer, man
Bandstandin' with the hand cannon
Split my face, muthafucka,
(I go by the name of Myke Storm)
Barely had a dime to my name name
But now I got the world in my hands
My other hand occupied with 100 grand
I was
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
And Little Miss Someone does not want to stay
Everyone's moving, with places to go
And Mr Zero - he sadly stands still
As the water goes one way, the train
shit
Yeah, I like my money real neat
Just like I like all my freaks
You said you're fuckin' with me, I'ma just sip my lil' tea
She let me fuck her
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