Lyrics:
Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly
on a bitch
Mr. Get his ass on, Mr. Check him off the list
Who I am
Boy that's Mr. Stand-On-Business
Real killer, boy you know I step on shit in every season
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
that, Mr anderson?
That is the sound of inevitability
I never been scared to face Satan
But when God speaks, I’m in my boots shakin'
Like a stripper, no
the way they move, got em shakin in they boots you know i’m coming for it all
Didn’t wanna see me walk
Only wanted me to crawl
But I changed the way I
But I'm too turnt to sleep in a Benz (I'm too turnt to sleep, yeah)
If them niggas don't work, then go eat by yourself
You can't keep up by feedin'
Yeah, I'm just sittin' in the lab, I'm
My name is Dr dre, and
I want all you mothafuckers out there to know
That I have a split personality
(Mr ski
...oh, hey! What! Dave, is that you? Yeah? What day is it? Saturday. Saturday? What do you mean, I've been
in here a week? I have? I don't
Smokin' that gas where I lay, yeah
You can stay right in the house, aye
But you still is not safe, aye
Crackin' your head with the vase, aye
Money come
talking Ra Ra we be outside
Niggas wanna squabble then its on sight
Walk in bitches shakin ass on me
I'm like throw that lil shit make it clap for me
I
and there is no place I'm going to
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me
In a jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you
Then take me disappearin'
'm feelin' the vibe, her body and soul
I heard you stay in a metropolitan home
Well let's kill all the pollyin'
I offer you a Cosmopolitan
Let's jet out
'm shakin' in my boots
A couple thou, I'm Mr. Childs
Street nigga, like Kevin Chiles
You got a V6, I got a 6 V's
My young boys turn ya brains to swiss cheese
talkin' crazy
I'm shakin' in my boots
A couple thou, I'm Mr childs
Street nigga, like Kevin Chiles
You got a V6, I got a 6 V's
My young boys turn ya brains
with the high-top fades
It doesn't matter if you're shy or wild
It's done by all, man or child
Keep shakin' your head, like a goose
And bob your body
a dummy, bitch
You be talkin’ to me like you wantin’ that money
Lil’ bitch I want hundreds and hundreds, bitch
Ay’ mane why in the fuck do these people be
up, " Nicki says
Standing up to count the votes
No one moves "All in favor of ‘All Eyes on
You'?" She is persuasive
Making hip-hop work in the pop world
I'm shakin the deck
If you a real hot girl you can take it in half
Lil Wayne playboy ?? nigga
Stop tryin, I be too too hot
Chorus x 2
with gang
With fakes I don't hang
I see in yo' eyes you just want a lil' fame
Boot up today
I'm tryna' get high, yo' lil' bitch naughty
She blew me away
and kickin her ass
For the drama
I only got love for my baby's momma
[Chorus]
[Mr. Lil One]
Now the bad one
Comin in while you demand em
Fatal like a magnum
ass shit for the mobb
I got more bass in my rock, than Third Eye Blind
Forty-Wata-Wata main don't tell me you gonna resign
It's too early for this,
muffin'
Here's fuck you niggaz this is toughin' I
(Don't know what the fuck you thinkin' tellin me this shit is hella fake)
Say, since way back in
to pass out
I'm trying to crash out
Imma fly you out to the city
Out in Nola wit it
And she shakin ass
She show titties
Take her back to my crib
I
"OK man, are you ready to go?"
"I'm ready to go, now c'mon now, crank this motherfucker up!"
Mr. Mixx:
YEAH, IT'S YA BOYS BACK IN THE HOUSE! WE
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