Lyrics:
Mr drug dealer
Mr drug dealer
Mr drug dealer
The night is ‘75 there was this chick named Janet
A pregnant heroin addict who said she didn't
chapters and some verses, you seek and you find
Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
Flame by hip-hop burns eternal
All aboard on my train
wrongs but I could be your Mr. Right (right)
It ain’t the end of the world or the end of ya life
I just wanna see you smile by the end of the night
You
know how we rockin'
All through the cold nights, by the pole light I'm grippin' my shotty
He made a diss 'bout my lil' brother
I thought that you blue
(It's Mr. Kso I'm all about the make dough)
(If you ain't bout the strips it's cause you ain't touch a bankroll ugh)
(Give out Ko's these niggas
Slidin' to the rhythm of the west coast sound
It's all about comin' up, so I don't get down
(Rockin' to the rhythm, rockin' to the rhythm)
Slidin'
We rockin foreva uh
No kiss no tellin she been
All in my head got me thinkin bout what she said
Girl im feelin you and girl you feelin me
I cant lie
Really feelin' like I'm underrated
Look
For so long, I had to get it
I was counted out
I'm Mr. Underrated
Now, my wave
They tryna' copy now
All these
fuel, and traffic bitches bust you
To get used by the cliq with tha bomb dick like tha fuse
Like Noah, take em in two's for 40 dayz and 40 nights
In tha
Chorus: Lil Caesar
One two y'all, you know I rock ya
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
*repeat x2*
One two y'all, uh, uh
Easy livin, bitches
Mr. Clean, bars are clean
In other words
I'm rockin' em
Sockin' em
In my genes
Within my DNA
So I'm comin clean
I must admit I make a mean rap
Goin'
Sermon]
First of all, I'm the E of EPMD
Rockin the Player Way like Eightball & MJG
Squadron, my click be fully armed
I got dough, my account be fat
need me (me)
Don't get no better, when I first met her she was rockin' that CC (Chanel)
She a supermodel, I swear lil' baby belong on TV (TV)
Better
diamonds be flawless, yeah, I don't need a light
Yeah, uh, I'm rockin' all black, uh, I come like a thief in the night
Yeah, lil' bitch, you broke, you don't
The party might be Giddies or might be Phillies
All I know is, I'm lickin' some chocolate titties
Yes, rockin' with Eko Fresh, you might see me in Germany,
SportsCenter
EA
1-0-1-7 (Ziggy)
Ziggy
Zaytoven
Go
Sleepin' on the racks last night, I done fucked around and woke up with a crick in my neck
me
Hot hands on your hips
And work it baby please
One kiss on the lips
It's summer by the sea
By the sea, by the sea, by the sea
Mr. Frisky
Bop bop,
scare, lil' ones
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes
With red hair and my face painted
They said (Gangsta)
Messy Mob and Colion is a (Gangsta)
But
away and was never heard from again because later that day
Mr Hand flew to oblivion and was transformed by the universe
To become the thing we all know
the tropics
So keep it moving lil homie and just fuckin drop it
Or bring it to me, show me what the fuck y'all bout to do
I'm all by myself, and y'all got ya
around, heading for the lights of town
Hurtin' me through and through
Call me Mr. Blue
I stay at home at night (I stay at home)
Right by the phone
around, heading for the lights of town
Hurtin' me through and through
Call me Mr. Blue
I stay at home at night (I stay at home)
Right by the phone
around, heading for the lights of town
Hurtin' me through and through
Call me Mr. Blue
I stay at home at night (I stay at home)
Right by the phone
spend the night
But she can't spend the night, cause that pussy not even tight
I be fresh as fuck, to the head to feet
Call me Mr. Clean, I don't want
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