Lyrics:
Damn
Uh uh uh
This shit fie
Yeah
Uh
Yup
Aye shoutout the bro Kimbo no slice
Hoping you stackin yo bread by the slice
My homie used to take us on them
up high
He said
Son, you don't have to be scared
"Cause I'm right by your side, I'm
Mr. Goldilocks and the Three Bears
Mr. Goldilocks and the Three
Remember when I spent my birthday in a lot with one homie
When I'd spend the money by the lot I'd swear they all on me
Motivation started off as I
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
okhobhelogbe on the way coming from my working place I saw two police men hissing by road they where asking me for my identity now I was on the way coming from
a minute. Oh yes, Mr. Jones called. He
Said, he is running late,
But I am to seat you now.
[Broad]
Okay, thank you.
[Waiter]
Follow me this way
gan
Shey mo je Wizzy baby
Way dey sing song
Shey mo je mr Eazi gan gan
She mo je mr easi gan gan ha
Why are you gonna sad
When you Dey by my side
Tell
dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr
your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going
like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my
corrupt the system and make my people suffer
A book allows the fool to read it, Now I know
Now I know Mr. GH
By and by, my people rise
By and by, my people
put an extra lime on my water glass (I'm so sorry)
An hour later here she come by walking past
(I hate to be a pest but my son would love your
dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr
fit, man I feel like I'm famous
Real Mr. Put It On
Fucking yo bitch and she sing my songs
Feel just like Uzi, my money long
I get way too high, man
in mayonnaise
Says Mr. Barbeque
Mr. Barbeque
Mr. Barbeque
Mr. Barbeque
Hey, thanks a lot Doc my arm's feeling great
Oh, by the way, could you
tell you say mih clean yuh know
Mr officer oh Mr officer
I'm no convict and provocation mi no take
Am I being detained?
If not I'll just be on my way
like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my
always by my side
It's getting way too hard to hide it
Talking hours on the phone
Until I hear the dial tone
I wonder if you ever known
All this time that
make a date through tonight,
and then before hell breaks loose,
I'll just turn up the juice.
I say:
Hey all you people my name is mr smalls,
and some
they can't do what I do on the hook
I won't text, I won't call
But they still go wait in
Yo Mr. Man, can you please not hurt my gang
Yo Mr. Man, can you
gig
Overqualified by the rent sticks
Red brick bash with a texted green screen
Like, "I entered my data right into your screen"
[Mr. Lif]
Jane went
[DoItAll] Hey yo Funke wake up!
[Mr. Funke] Huh?
[DoItAll] Turn your radio up!
[Mr. Funke] What?!
[DoItAll] It's us!
[Mr. Funke] It's US?!
[DoItAll]
dresses, (?)
He don't even smoke but tell Butter roll an ounce
Cause I'm way too fucked up and I'm too turnt up
And I brought my own shit and I do my own
still be married?
The history of the world, my pet
Oh, Mr. Todd
Oh, Mr. Todd
Leave it to me!
Is learn forgiveness
And try to forget
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