get too comfortable, or live a bit relax [Hook x2] [Mr. 3-2:] Move around get gone, pass on by Give a playa room, taking the piece of the pie Move around
what's up my nigga and Lil Lay I love you nigga Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa and you know what I'm sayin KB probably rummin around here gettin
better talk about a broad then, huh? Before I close this muthafucka off, right? Check it out [ VERSE 3 ] Later on, all alone, sat around the house layin
I give it on the arm you can get it from me Cuz if prices was any cheaper y'all be sellin' it for free Paid 2-3 sell it for 2-2-5 McDonald's is makin
when he hit Billie Jean Work it, work it, work it, til' you make that body cream Move it to the right, move your finger to the left Work it all around
outside Cream on the inside Clean on the outside Cream on the inside Clean on the outside Ice, ice cream, ice cream paint job [x2] (Dorrough verse 2
[Chorus: x2] Mr. Tell It gone do yo thang (do yo thang) Mr. Tell It present yo game (sent yo game) Mr. Tell It gone head and squeal (head and squeal)
another one's comin around (3X) And when the man Black Thought gets down It looks like another one's comin around (3X) When my man Mr. Crumbs gets down
All I want to do is sit back And watch you move And I'll proceed to throw this cash [Roscoe;Verse 3:] (Roscoe Dash, let's go) R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. shawty
I got Mr. Johnson's head...In my bookbag (Chorus x2) I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway I sat
I wish I could be a ninja (chorus) Damn I wish I could be a ninja, ninja(X3) Damn It'd feel good ta see people applaudin'(allX2) After I was done killin
Damn, I wish I could be a ninja Damn, I wish I could be a ninja (3x) Damn, it'd feel good to see people up on it(2x) After I was killing all the
, my niggas on the stroll, Mr. Doc, Baby Reg, Brotha Lynch, Big Dan We bout' to roll ridin deep hella high so nigga peep this, Take ya glock off safety turn around
niggas on the stroll, Mr. doc, baby reg, brotha lynch, big dan We bout' to roll ridin deep hella high so nigga peep this, Take ya glock off safety turn around
don't stop From the T-R-U to the D-P-Gs From the Firm to the Wu-Tang Clan for show see Know me fuck around with the mob for show Hit these funksters 3
[Hook - repeat 2X] Let me roll somethin' witcha Let me smoke somethin' witcha Let me light this up Let me blow somethin' withca [Verse 1] Mr X to the
when, Mortar's been in the booth to rhyme, I don't scratch vinyl, I scratch up the mic with my canines. Verse 3 a?? Trials and Sesta Mr Trials, young
