Texty:
Mr Vegas Don T Stop

as retard Mr. Big Style, too cool, I did this to you Whirlpool maxin, lounge to the end Elevator, next stop, Tony and LaFrenz While y'all still fuckin' with them twins from Flatte Somehow Vegas

Everybody knows we got the buzz like beez 'N this the dopest shit you don't believe ask Jeeves Words we be flippin' like pumpkin seeds Yo it's real real

Cartels bring in they coke, havin a weigh out Kingpins is crowned, blunts is lit Aiyyo Styles from the streets so a cell ain't shit Jail ain't shit,

wedding Straight inna di bedroom mi and har headin Holla mi name!!! Yuh feel seh she heaven (Woman: Please don't stop!!!) A so di gal beggin Mr. Vegas

'all ain't family If y'all don't hear me, y'all don't feel me My album is bulletproof, y'all can't kill me In 2003 the lease is up We on the block now

a bad thru dem walk inna posse dem a fool Lord dem nuh see how we lock di city And dem nuh tough like we Verse 1: MR. VEGAS (But a me say) badman nuh

and you don't stop You don't stop, you don't stop Big L is on the other you don't stop You don't stop, and you don't stop Mr. Walt on the beat you don't stop

, "I'm wearin a earring, but it ain't no Fruit Loop" Me and Frosted went to get a drink But she ordered somethin bugged and I ain't know what to think

Hypnotize you all like Big Poppa Gettin everybody blazed with the funk it don't stop As I detonate the spot like Oklahoma on your block Like Timothy McVay but I don't