Lyrics:
to those of Lil' Rob
Is there anything you'd like to say to them player-haters?
And if so, what would it be?
[Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it up to those
[Lil' Flip (Rick Ross)]
You smell that? (smell what?)
That's money
I smell money
Hahaaa
(Rossss)
I know y'all wonderin' like...
"What the hell is
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
rich, lil boy
I'm just tryna hit a lick, lil boy
That thang by my hip, lil boy
Don't make a nigga trip, lil boy
Why you lying through your lips, lil boy
Popeye wanna pop at the elegant
Hi! I'm Mr. Reviewer
If I don't like it, then you need a tutor
You listen to me otherwise you're a loser
The artists you
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
I'm a Libra y'all
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well I'm a Libra y'all
You wanna battle? Swing
I bring commandin' men like I was king
In all your dreams
Wanna get high, can I breathe some green
In that brand new Japanese machine
Frequently on the frequencies, so I easily know your secrecy
Pay me what you
to fuck
She said she wanna be a bartender
I'm like, "Ya ass ain't fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go and get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi,
give a fuck about a gold album?
Nigga I really went gold in the streets!
If you wanna keep it hood
Let's keep it hood
But I just showed y
[Mr. Lil One]
And you'd better be knowing exactly what it is
That my motherfuckin Shadow be talkin' about up in this Motherfucker
HEHEHEHEHEHHEEEEE, For
tracks I don't release
Hello my name is Mr. Spit My Game
Never follow through
I could be Mr. Lemonade
If you swallow
South Dakota relocated
Trippin'
try give her kiss
I'm try give her dick
Make the little bitch happy
We get to bending through
Hallows go into you
Mr4pound wack em
That boy a pacifist
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It
[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
like it's Christmas
Excuse me lil' miss can you be my Mrs.
Can you be my mrs.
I just wanna feel all your strawberry kisses
Gon' and fuck you off
got that chocolate tootsie pop and I'm ready
You can lick the lollipop so get ready
You know you wanna get with this bluestar
Let me show you why
than a scorch
Why you holding back applause
How you mad that I'm a boss yo
Boss
Don't tell me what to do yea (Lil dictator)
I'm already making moves yea
Um, Mr. Jackson, what are you talking about? Well, I've heard about
Those parties, they're immoral. Mr.
Jackson I
Thought you were
This that East Coast motherfucker
Call me Mr. East Coast motherfucker (let me give them a friendly reminder real quick, yo)
Y'all already know that I
. Fucking Mosely but you know me by Impatient (Hotboii)
Playing with these niggas, I don't even play with Caiden
I'm a G and a ruler, nickname me Mr. Mason
you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love
So, I typed a text to a girl I used to see
Saying that I chose this cutie pie
With whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message gets you down
Then
knows the bread is my Mrs.
30, side of my pocket
She wanna fuck but she think that I'm toxic
I was outside with the shooters and shit
Got so many bitches
at the end
I wish I would've stopped and talked to you again
My biggest regret last time we spoke was by a hand
I wish I would've known
I wish that wasn't it
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