Lyrics:
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
. One-You're-Gonna-Want-On-A-Saturday-Night
When you're lonely, lying in the dark
I'm the number that you know by broken heart
No, I ain't Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right-Now
The one all
the dope, makin a 100 Gs a week.
I gained respect, I'm the biggest playa of all time
Don't ever fuck with me, cause I'm ...
Mr. Big!
repeat chorus:
8Ball:
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)
[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
mop buckets, nigga
Put sixes rices and motherfuckin' eight soups in that shit
Mrs. Dash and Goya
I don't know what the fuck, I don't know what all
it first now, I used to be last
Since a lil boy I was hustlin'
Day and night I ain't talkin' Kid Cudi, Mr. Catch a nigga while he clubbin
Can't react
staying with me
I gotta li glock and you know I'm gon squeez
My chop got a cock you know it's on beat
She sloppin' my meat, yeah she rockin' with me
Big
Yeah, I'm just a hustler on the go
Out here get my propers, don't ya know?
I'm livin' kind of comfortable, large mail and all, yeah
And a jealous
me trigger)
Yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me trigger)
I live by the trigger so I die by the trigger
All I catch is murder cases all they
Or bring your Baby by your Mama and then we gone shoppin',
I got'cha rockin' knickerbockers in the summertime,
I'm lovin' how you smell in Chanel number
It's Britney, bitch
And Lil' Kim, hoe
Kimme, kimme more
'Cause too much is not enough
All this liquor in my cup
Got me dancin' like a slut
Fans are
seen her
Rockin' custom-made drip that was on me
You irrelevant like Rich Homie still I been thinkin' bout her lately
I been all they talk about lately
Cated to a respectumal reclusium! yow! science!
(to harry & rhonda)
Ef y'all don't minds me sayin' so, I be'lieves it's 'bout time fo yo pathetical
around the world before all the kids wake up
Rockin' the cheer gut
Now Mrs. Claus goes on and on about me and my weight and how I should be lookin'
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
recognize, freak bitches fantasize
Uhh, ahhh..
Chorus: Lil' Cease
Uh, one two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I
be rich yeah I got the vision
All of these niggas suspicious
They wanna act like they vicious
But these lil niggas be mrs
All of these niggas is
I get a lil' closer
Rock you to sleep, like I got these lil' bitches, come over!
Hopin' you fall for the bait, thinkin' you safe
Have that ass
Tacs (Tic Tac)
They call me "Lil Tune" but I go by, "Tunie"
No Netflix and chill, I'm watchin' a movie
I'm wearing no Nike, I'm rockin' that Gucci
by the bay
And Mr. Ric Ricochet
We slay with the ringers
We bringin the ruckus
3 Points at a time
They all wanna duck us
It's crazy
Lil Aisly and Mad
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