Lyrics:
Toby!
None for the gentleman!
I could up me prices—
I’m a little leery.
Business
Couldn’t be better, though.
Company:
God, that’s good!
Mrs. Lovett:
this bitch so useful
I'm tryna send you in the bank so let's get into it
20 in yo navy Monday night it'll be on by Tuesday
Phenegran for the low yeah I
that lil' booty twerk, oh yeah
I ride inna coupe, I swerve, oh yeah
Ain't want me back then, now I curve, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah
Multicolored diamond, look
there?) (hey) hey! (Hey, Mr Cop)
Ain't got no birth certificate on me now"
(I rebel music)
(I rebel music)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Open country)
hey (hey, Mr Cop)
Ain't got no birth certificate on me now"
(I rebel music)
(I rebel music)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Open country)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Do do
Balenciaga with my Guapi on (My Guapi on, on, yeah)
I say, I pour mud in my Styrofoam (Inside my Styrofoam, oh, oh)
I been tryna say a prayer for
lil bitch my shawty (Yeah, ey)
She put that vag' on me
Yung Majik on it
I got me like a hunnid
Bad lil bitch my shawty
She wanna be by the palm tree
She
of my size
Mr. Big out the west, I get em gone on the nawf
I got love on the East, you know I'm plugged in the south
Since a jit I been getting in
just really love Christmas! Two Christmas albums?
Jesus Christ! No pun intended
Am I high? A lil' bit (yeah)
Can I drive? A lil' bit (yeah)
Am I
a butter knife
Oh wait, I take it back, don't wanna cause no strife
Yeah they all my boys but I wish they was my wife
Frisbee ultimo es lo que yo juego
Ha, brr, bow (Why you goin' up, ReoN)
Ha, ESPN, nigga big KTA
(Oh yeah, ad, let's go) 6
I'm with lil' SpotEmGottem
Make us hop out on your
Block
Mm-oh, oh, oh oh, oh
Oh, ay, ay
Take a lil' time, yeah, yeah
How I could I see it on your mind? Yeah
Why would I lie? Yeah, yeah
Know that I
oh oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm Mr Hip Hip
cnd I'm in the booth with this one
Its Nell
cnd don't call me by my real
Name call me Nell
Turn me up a lil bit
This for the ones who ain't
mights be, I AM YO' FUTCHUM! Ain't that right, SISTER OB'DEWLLA? Hmm hmm! Oh, oh yeah! Thass right!
Chairman: Senator Gorton.
Senator Gorton: Mr
Lil mama let me see you work it (Work it)
Baby girl, yeah twerk it (oh, yeah)
Take the thing down south (yeah)
Wow, wow, wow, wow
Come feel
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayo, Ian
Tell me, do you want to fuck or not? (Oh)
Lil' shorty fancy, ooh, la, la (Oh)
Feel like PnB by the way that I rock, uh
with me, uh
Drop by at 350, yeah
She keep talking 'bout lime green (oh)
Lil' bitch this is slime green (yeah)
Lil' slime Ferg bitch, bendin' over
too big
For just one person
So I'm by myself at night
Wishing you we're by my side
You can call me
You can call me
You can call me
Mrs Lonely
You can
of this bitch's mist I say shame, shame, shame.
Enemies attacking me actually I'm in the grain ask Mr. Majesty these
Casualties well they're passin me by
dope, got rope in my backpack
Lil' bitch wanna suck on my nutsack
Got steeze, oh please, give me all that
Owe me money, I'ma need some fuckin' cashback
He's alright, Mr Brown. Yeah, don't worry about him
He has been sitting up there for as long as I can remember
Yeah, he's always there, dawn till
today what you do every day
No matter how small believing it's all the same
Come on, Mr. Lovewell
Oh we could use a few more just like you
Who care
play outside
The kid's can't play outside, oh
'Cause the lightning strikes too low
And the snipers hit too high
(I'm not)
Oh Mr. Fire Man
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