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Mr Serv On Head Shoulders

one And back them bitches off with my m-one Them domes!!!! domes!!!!!! That's what he caught Have to lay him in chalk Should seen serv Insurance should

, and beat the shit out of Paul Bunyon, fightin, Clash of the Titans on your dial, i'm gettin blitzed stickin on my tootsie doggystyle, word G, you heard me, the wicked bitch served

some thangs I'm going through some thangs I'm going through some thangs These bitches and these niggas got me goin' through some thangs (mr. serv-on

3 Boom, boom, boom...boom Ahhh, bend over, bend over Indeed I am Flossy like gangsta shit I got pounds of weed and keys Sittin' on g's Catch a breeze When I ride by high Sittin' on

and lord It good from head to ground Next candidate me see wh fit Fi wear mi crown And such tender smiles amaze me The way that she looks Sunday night She should

Rhymefest] 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

about this, oh no no no, I haven't changed in a bit... You know those hippies want to take the piss, I kiss the scruffy fuckers on the head with this.

your? on But pink panther snoopy's on I just put all my jewelry on My diamonds, my rubies on Shining off the light, it looks like a got a cuggi Roof on

I ran into recently the muthafuckas 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