Lyrics:
Or you talkin' moolah
I'm not concerned
Mr. Gettin' Too Faded
Every day of the week
Mixin' up a new playlist
I don't play it for free
She said
"You can
You bring talks like you could fucking drop me
But I’m up Lil nigga you can’t even stop me
You already know how it goes
Murder every day gotta stay 10
sick, make a bitch feel nauseous
Baby be careful, look baby be cautious
People say I'm crazy, people say I lost it
Really
I'm just a lil' bit toxic
Lil
And we all say
"Oh, well, I never
Was there ever a cat so clever as
Magical Mr. Mistoffelees?"
He is quiet, he is small, he is black
From the ears
And we all say
"Oh, well, I never
Was there ever a cat so clever as
Magical Mr. Mistoffelees?"
He is quiet, he is small, he is black
From the ears
Grah
10KJoa in this bitch
Stop playin
Grah
Don't run
What? Like
Come here
Bitch, I'm a demon, yeah, I know my worth
I'm Mr. Hop out put him
She a lil freak
That's how I like it though
The way she move them cheeks
Stop drop and roll
She a lil freaky
A lil freaky
She a lil freaky
A lil
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I
watt
Come Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
It goes 1 by 1, even 2 by 2
Everybody in the floor let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it low then
blasian ya heard
(You already know!)
When I walk thru
It might get hectic
I'm the life of the party
Make you cats feel hella threatened
Just by my presence
we gonna keep it comin, Mr. President, hehe
And I meant every word in my letter to the President
Word motherfuckin' life
Fuck this nigga think?
Mr. Brown, Mr. Blonde, Mr. O
Mr. Blue, Nice Guy, Mr. Blonde, Mr. Blonde
Mr. White, Nice Guy Eddie, Eddie
Mr. Brown, It's a perfect storm
Mr. Pink,
iller than me (no one)
No one is iller than me (no one)
It's Mr. Swifty from the 313
I make rappers wanna turn into singers
I keep hoes lickin' they
of a pistol
My brother run out and come back in all excited
And I said what was it and he said it was the report of a pistol and then he said
Mr Garfield
And even if I'm stolen,
It don't matter, 'cause I'm sittin' on the next nigga's shit rollin'.
So catch me if you can Mr. D-A,
I'm in the hood, smokin'
Tell Mr. Waso
Please let oprah know that I won't ever stop sayin bitch and hoe
[Chorus:]
Hey! 3 hard mutha fuckas
3 hard mutha fuckas
3 hard mutha
Lecter, so just in case you're thinkin' of savin' face
You ain't gonna have no face to save
By the time I'm through with this place, so Drake
It may
Lullil that's that's the bro that's my twin
Can't forget about no that's lil' bro that's my kin
Just demolished this beat I swear I'm a champ
If I give it
think I gotta say-ahh a lil' something
Lets keep it jumpin' playa (playa)
Ain't too many places that you know about
So everybody in the world, welcome
he makes the party Boing, Boing
Bob Digi makes the party Boing, Boing
[Mr. Tibbs]
I'm a country man at heart but a city man by nature
'cause even
You know
I never did understand why they always told me to smile
Shit
It ain't too much shit I gave a smile for
Real talk
Yo still a asshole by
You know
I never did understand why they always told me to smile
Shit
It ain't too much shit I gave a smile for
Real talk
Yo still a asshole by
SouthSide Academy
[Mr. Shadow]
I'm from the Academy of Hard Knocks
Felons wit glocks, attitude fuck it when I see them cops
Pop, my mothafuckin heater, for
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