Lyrics:
then one day she can't take it no more
And decide to leave
Yeah, I woke up in the middle of the night
And I noticed my girl wasn't by my side
cash grow (Let's get it)
Boy Wonder, got the game tied by a lasso, let's go (Whoa, whoa)
Mr. Rosenberg
Call me Mr. Rosenberg
It ain't Jason Rose no more
to be me' Why did it have to be me'
The hunter is the game
Hey Mr. Jones, you led me on, hey, hey
Hey Mr. Jones, you did me wrong, hey, hey, hey,
going on and on at the top of his lungs
Play me a song, Mr. Wolfman Jack
Play it for me in my long Cadillac
Play me that, "Only The Good Die Young"
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
niggaz actin' up in the hood
Send mo' troops, dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do, these niggaz actin' up in the hood
Send mo' troops
Why should I lie,
pay for drinks, cause you
Makin' all this cheese"
But she only
Rockin' with me cause a
J follows the D
Mr. Big Boss Rappin'
I'm just playin' on these
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
size
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be Mr. Big
And I did this off of trapping,
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
[Spoken]
Mr. Todd gave it to you? And how did he get it? How
did he get it?
Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken]
Bought it, dear. In the pawn shop, dear.
(To
to find me
I'm trapping and running like gotti
I just bought a nine millimetre it's kicking like Mr. Miyagi
She come from the hood and she pressure, in real
looked at him, I said, Why did you tell me to change I was comfortable, man. But I asked him the question. So I went in the room and I tried on all these
uncertain, but I still believe in it
She asked me if I'm nervous, told her I ain't fearin' shit
I support your dreams, she want a PhD and shit
Your man don't
in Montgomery Village
Back in Maryland I was living in my sister's basement
Then some shit happened, you know, she kicked me out, it was Christmas
Focused but y'all wanna step in my Lane
Na Na Na
Niggas Can't Rock Me To Sleep
I'm Up to the Morning it's Serious, if it's for me I want it it's Serious
of a blessing
Couldn't see what was right in front of me
It taught me a lesson
Went around here hittin' these clubs
Throwing up money
Picking up girls
Bring 'em
got too much mouth, Mrs pacman
Told her I ain't in the
Mood for your shitty attitude
Girl you have too much mouth, Mrs pacman, ooh
She love me, she
dared
Mr. Wonder, then Sir John
Miss Madonna played by Paul
Even royalty
They have to leave by dawn
As they play her
A sound like a prayer
She
bam bam bam
The bitch packed a twenty-two
Hit him in his head, there she laid him
The nigga standin' by the door I sprayed him automatic fires
Maybe it's all a dream insane fanatic
Maybe there's no Amy in the attic after all
Maybe it's best they buy it, thinking did she really die
I'm thinking
the clothes in the closet
Take your current chickens then take your ex-chickens
Shake it down for papers
Hey, now she jump shaking
Gotta keep on making it
again by segregating the inferior from
The Nordics, We need gun control! Political
Expediency is crucial
And I'll benefit the economy!
With me in charge
Mrs. Parker can I chill in yo car
Mrs. Parker I don't even know her first name
Mrs. Parker she just wanna have fun
Let's Drive to Vegas
Get married by
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