Lyrics:
At least these things I know (yeah)
Ay, man
One thing I know 'bout me is me (I know it)
I'm already knowing
And you might think that I'm already going
Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with
money, I swallow four diamonds
Forget it, I ain't speakin' on business, you got your ho 'round
Still posted by the Chinese store, they think my head gon'
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
He sent them shots and missed boy u lucky he a buss a nigga
Think about it quick or lose ya life behind another nigga
I been thru some shit still in
that about a bitch
That Imma talk shit until I'm out of hits
They don't want to turn they speakers up they claim I ain't deep enough
All that talkin' I
think maybe a ol' ten piece hook me up muthafucka
I know you got that shit
Yeah mothafuckin' Dope Fiend Willie in the house,
Don't give a fuck about
me in a movie with Bruce Willis
Don't laugh at me, y'all, they killed me in like 2 minutes (Ha-ha)
I get it now, the people like when I talk about
in the club wanna follow us
It's Mr. Chevy Man, You hear my song playin'
And every time we in the club
We be spending grand's
First deny Tech then
right by my side, you helped me grow up
Now I need you just like before
How can I pick myself up?
(Wow wow wow)
(Hello again, Mr.Heartache)
(Wow
smile, I can see the bitch veneers (cheese)
Man, that pussy got powers, that lil' bitch so fierce (so fierce)
Think about it in my sleep, that little
I'm simpin' like mr mclovin
She driving a Ford on ig a porch on this side it's really no judging
She faking she really lil pumped it and I'm hating that
brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me
He's gonna play a lil' guitar and sing a lil bit
I'm gonna do a lil sumthin' for y'all
Called 'Ride
Catch Him At The Park Joggin
Told My Lil One
Dont Wax Him Yet Mr Miyagi
A Price On His Toe Tag
Sold His Soul Illuminati
Worth A Couple
Hater Hater
how does it feel when you u see me countin' paper paper ?
Some don't like me cause I left the block
I can't be about 40 still on the block
Tell me where did we go wrong
I think about you when I'm on my own
You keep on calling me
Calling my phone
You keep on calling me
Calling my phone
the stories about how no-one's killed
And I think about the photos that I kept
To remind me that it was all for real
And the ghost that I've become
speaking on me neither
Telling people you know me
She saved my name as Mr. Jody
With that purple emoji
Let’s go
I say it ain’t what I got
It’s how I use it
Who Am I Mr Man I'm just Soldier Mac
It's do or die looking forward never looking back
Who Am I Mr Man I'm just Soldier Mac
Here I stand open hands I
I need someone, to come save me
Cause I think, I'm going crazy
Nah I think it's for the best,
If I get it off my chest
I need someone, to come save
'cause you took my cash
One sight of abuse and I'ma whip yo' ***
C'mon man why you tryna rag?
Don't wanna let a *** off tha hook, wanna go by da book
Wen
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
would we just think about it?
If you want it then I got it (you know what it is, baby)
We can be body to body (Mr. Hood)
Body to body
I don't mean
If my fit all white, I'ma move Mr. Clean
Do my dance on a hater cause I'm being me, When you care about your future, it seem like you mean
I don't
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