Vertimas: P. Serv-On. Head \u0026amp; Shoulders.
[Chorus x2] [Mr. Serv-On] Hit the bar I'm your star Mr. serve alazay With the chrome keg, so how you play Six hundred on them things in the parking
Mr. Right on time Or stay Miss another chance, man Re-direct it at the girls Not an ultimatum Just an option in this world But things come and go When the clocks never stop Be on
, we gon? stomp, we gon? march through the swamp We gon? mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors Come on All the people up top, on the
down serving me up. seed weasle goes pop when the pipes lit up. when now ur ache same old thing, pillow case all bloody with my head on sting. im aggravated
Mr. Blue Collar, yeah, you know what? It's time for me to give a testament to where I came from The streets of Chicago, Southside Yeah, Mr. Blue Collar
should never try The reason certified is mr. nice with the wise guys These crews stress, fully on a quest To be recognised, put up on a level next to
fuck your bitch got on her mind, my fucking dick, I call her dick head, spicy like a big red, strike you like a bic head your flow sick, my shit dead
head and they keep callin' me I hear voices in my head and they keep callin' me I hear voices in my head and they keep callin' me I hear voices in my head
to do. But tru is the way of life nigga. This ain't no motherfucking fad. Mama mia, big ed, master p, c-murder, mister silkk the shocker. First family, mr. serv-on
or a baby dawg, I'm out of your league My wife heard us gettin' loud so she's prayin' for peace She's stuck her head down on some keep your temper shit
ran into recently The motherfuckers at the club that pulled the piece on me You little bitches should've pulled the fuckin' trigga Now you live in fear of a heartless-ass, nigga Mr
that's you cause your number keeps showing up on my caller i.d. I can't even go on the road without you all on my shoulder Talkin bout giving an autograph
soldiers I thought I told ya We no limit soldiers I thought I told ya We no limit soldiers I thought I told ya Mr. Serv On, Mia X, Klc Mo B. dick, Craig
in the backpack King george, like the mack in the white lac Bumper jack intact, time to step back Guinea pigs in the crowd get thier head cracked [mr. serv-on] Here I come again on
s up in his face You know why [Mr. Shadow] What's up [Mr. Lil One] Look at his girl She's lookin at who? [Mr. Shadow] Us [Mr. Lil One] I'm so excited
Mr. President, hey, this is the G Child Spacekateers, I'm back, baby, yes, I'm back And Mr. President you're not chillin' in the house, baby You're not
You racist fuck, I was born in it {mr. khaliyl} I seen it happen before, and it could happen again You on a block mine on your own and then you let
