Lyrics:
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
every wish will come true
Yeah, I'll be Mr. Christmas for you, oh
I see ya smiling that jolly grin
You're skating circles round my heart and I
I can feel you touchin' me when we're home
We're old now I like to look at you
You're like my clone
So don't stare in the mirror
'Cause I'll poop all
make a date through tonight,
and then before hell breaks loose,
I'll just turn up the juice.
I say:
Hey all you people my name is mr smalls,
and some
from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushin' push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam
Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for
fucking in the back of my concert
Offended by the lack of a roster
I can easily handle a monster
Off a redline and a handle of monster
We ain't the same boy
still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet and the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
Hey Mr
a lil' more
Miss Donda, you see my mama, tell her I'm lost
You see, she'd always light a cigarette, we talk, I would cough
Exaggeratin' a lil' bit so
like a basket
I was crazy since I was a baby
A killer since I was born
And rehearsed by the lord
Of my first coming
So you can't touch me
One two Mr
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
. Adams, dear Mr. Adams
I've been presented with a new son by the noble stork
So I am going to celebrate and pop the cork
With all the Livingstons
Kid Ice, and Mr. Mixx.
We're players from way back. We used to mutt out hoes together
and everything, why' know. But uh, my lil' thangs jumped off
smash that?
Only on your trail 'cause you're cute and your ass fat
My lil' freak (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil
Announce what he believed
He said
Son, keep working toward your goal
'Cause I'm right by your side and I can
Tell that you're taking it all
Mr. Goldilocks
but happiness
You were my one only world champion
You made the whole wide world have so much fun
But now you're gone
We'll see you later, Mr. Guitar
We do it all again and I wonder why
You're in the light I see you another life
Can you be my angel
I can be your angel
We can be angels
Angels angels
I'm buzzing
I spot ah fly
Taking off like a rocket man
Elton John
I'm mr miyagi you Daniel son
Speed it up with you're bitch
I'ma Gunna
I'ma call up my
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
that
Bright and early
Drugs got my hurling
Told lil baby give it up I can't be Mr. Perfect
I did shit back in my past that I can never forget
Crib was
coming near
You will be my fallen angel
You're going to be worse than hell
It's so hard for you to tell
You can't compel
You still don't feel well
You
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