Lyrics:
and you're bound to get dropped
And stopped, I ain't Murray the cop
Nor am I Felix, but I got a bag of tricks
Mr. Pusherman, gimme a fix
So I can show
Chorus: [Mr. Marcelo]
It's me and you, one on one, against the world
Every man needs a woman, every boy needs a girl
In my world I'm just a squirrel
You don't know who you fucking with
Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
down man
I swear you ain't
Fate is up to you
I pray you strong enough to live your truth
I was born in the jungle
Surrounded by the struggle
In
that's my lunch
Ru-ru-run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's an honor to be robbed by Denise's only son
Yeah, give a ready baby boy, beta
chips, you don’t gotta cash out
And baby, I don’t gotta flex, I’m still the best out
Yea, I’m on 580 with a bad one
I’m a Leo baby, she a Cancer
Damn Lil
there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
niggas
[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
Forever we still slidin', I'm with G-Boy, Mr. Go And Get Him
Them lil' shorties dangerous, they've been blocked just for the hell of it
We gon' keep
this shit like a hobby
She be into chiromancy that’s my lil psychic
She gon come and read my body she gon analyze me
Get the kale and beet juice and I
Looking stupid
Contributed by my spirits they know my side ruthless
Feel in love with mr guess what I had to turn to cupid
Always knew it
Always knew it
I
are the sexiest man
Mr. Jin, I love the way you do your things
[Jin]
The moral of the story is
Don't judge a book by its cover
I know you think
you go commercial pull numbers like Doja Cat?
CHORUS
Flesh is weak
Let me hit you up with this eggplant that’s purple aubergine
You and I could
back
I'm from where a bitch a kill you and they all trap
Mall bags getting made by the Reynold's rap
Everybody puttin orders in watch em bring it back
blinded
By the Steez, ain't no effort with this
I can do this shit with ease, ain't no messin' with this
I'm just a child of the bling era
You know waz
Western Forum I had somethin' for 'em
Headlinin' over Toto and 702, Lil' Kim and Foxy
Openin' up for the big rock star with a hot car
On stage like
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
Can't tell by the diamonds in my rings?
That's how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
And another one, and another one
And another one, 24-karats,
around wearing a crown
I'ma drop lyrical you gonna get drown
Knock out by the flow the way the hit sounds
I'ma let your lil' mama say we drop bombs
crew
Split wigs for a living everydays thanksgiving
Motherfucker fuck y'all rides, we slides we dipping
Nigga the tanks, driven by the colonel Mr
put him all over the TV, feeling like biggie the sky is the limit, you more like a baby that play with ya image, yes I'm from Cleveland so Dear Mr
[Intro: Lil' Flip]
Yeeah.. this is pimpin at its finest man
Ha ha ha ha, yeeah, let it bang
I go by the name Lil' Flipper, man
You know Mr. Like
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