Lyrics:
let's get high tonight (my lil' homies)
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggas run the streets
I remember, when
"Understanding Poetry"?
NEIL "'Understanding Poetry, ' by Dr j evans
Pritchard, PhD to fully understand poetry
We must first be fluent with it's meter
Rhyme
the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
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!
chorus:
get with us
"Cause not don't even think about it-- Mr Funkyman"
I heard your trying to bite my style
But it anit worth your while
Cause I got new styles
a minute then pretended
That I never even got the damn letter
It's nine o'clock
On the dot
So I think I'd better
Scoot off to school
'Cause in class
a minute then pretended
That I never even got the damn letter
It's nine o'clock
On the dot
So I think I'd better
Scoot off to school
'Cause in class
paid (racks)
I just bought a mansion
On the back of the banshee, no panties
Where my money lil nigga, demand it
Bought a mansion, the pool got
A.K.A. Baby Flex
You bein' charged wit home invasion and hoe slaughter
For fuckin' another nigga's bitch
Listen close to what I say, dog, it might hurt ya
Keep your eyes closed and mind open then you follow me
And since you told me you would wanna replicate me honestly
I think it would be way worse than
be slangin' this wood, they wanna chop it (talkin' 'bout, uh)
No, I can't cuff on lil' shawty, don't do no coppin' (uh-uh, uh-uh)
You'll think it's
Almost floated away
Tryna think of the words. But I dont know what to say
Make our dreams happen. Do whatever it takes
Live or die trying in the bed that
lil bitty bitch she gone shake it
Yeah this lil bitty bitch yeah she faded damn
Yeah
She gone off that liquor
I just might hit her, slim waist, ass
back
Mrs mary Mack, all rolled in pack, roll up
She let me hit, straight from the back
And oh, I think I love that bitch
I think I love that bitch
I
Mrs Wonderful
It's just a day like everyday
Head full, almost crushed by his weight
Ideas have to go
Your to do list is already done
You give some
light
Ghosted a nigga, you looking better
I guess I was Mr. Wrong, right
Or maybe it was wrong timing cause I was still willing to fight, for you
Bad
even plannin' to call
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
Ever-ever, Mr. West is in the building
Ain't no question who about
of Mr. Brad?
I don't know what happened to the slut
Well that's about the time the closet door it opened up
On your ass trick!
I'll be damned if I
Pick a tune
Mr. Mr.Goon, hey
See you better get that night Vision
Be like 13, that site missing
Call me werewolf cause I bite Different
Oh yeah by
It's Lethal Bizzle Records
You don't wanna play Mr.
I'm a take your girlfriend and your sister Mr.
You don't wanna play Mr.
I'm a take your
Baby I know you want me
Baby you dream about me
I know you think about me (Yeah)
Lay in my B-E-D dead
Baby might be in bed
Baby might be in my bed
Refuse me then I'm swingin' at you bitches til' I see the platinum,
And I bet it make you mad, ha?
Well brace your fuckin' self cuz it's about to be some
autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't
it
I ma get it once its time to get it
Let's talk about
Hoes
Let's just talk about hoes
Can we talk about hoes hoes
I got this rat name
it
I ma get it once its time to get it
Let's talk about
Hoes
Let's just talk about hoes
Can we talk about hoes hoes
I got this rat name
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