Mr. Lil One - Who Be The Bad Mutha lyrics

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Mr. Lil One - Who Be The Bad Mutha lyrics

[Chorus: Mr. Lil One] Now who be the bad mothaf**a Lil One, comin in stalkin Now who be the bad mothaf**a Lil One, still sh** talkin [x2] [Mr. Lil One] I've been f**in up faces Blowin up places Enemies hate this See that can't take this Irrogant musical devil Leave your deniro Leave em all shakin Valuables taken See you got took by Satin And I bet, that your thoughts full of anger Petty gang banger nickel bag slanger See you can't touch this Let alone hush this Speak what I seek I've never been weak See my life's all you need Like a f**in antique Hoes that ignored me Now they look for me Say they've been horny You wanna ride pony While you fool's at home by the phone Just sittin there stupid Lookin like cupid And she's out roamin Lickin and moanin Dirty ole dog And she want's a big bone And see the b**h callin She the b**h crawlin Strap with a trust And she thinks I'm a fallin So I laugh and kickin her a** For the drama I only got love for my baby's momma [Chorus] [Mr. Lil One] Now the bad one Comin in while you demand em Fatal like a magnum I never was able to understand em Ready to settle the score With the man That'll give em all a hole in their middle Now who be the son of a gun That'll be havin em all on the run, damn Talk this sh** cause I can And, those that are tempted to diss me Shot those clips but you missed me Now this eclips be blockin out day light Leavin on slightly Even noon lookin like it's really midnight Bust this nut to your forhead Blast you the dead way f** what they all say Leave that a** marked Like if it was Ash Wednesday Don't say f** this Do my won justice Do you really think I'ma sit here and trust this Fool in a robe that'll wanna put my a** on hold Serve me a bid and reprimand me f** that sh** that this punk mothaf**a wanna hand me A fool tried to brake me So I took him If you would of broke me I would of broke him [Chorus] [Mr. Lil One] Well I'm back to inform ya Better set warn ya Slip and stick these double horns on ya Send you away on a perminant stay Disobey me your life's what you pay me You gave me the shoulder You posionous cobra I told ya, now that I'm older My blood's much colder Remember, back growin up Hood throwin up Never thought me blowin up Goin up would ever be a factor Now you're and actor Readin them chapters Story book gangsta How could you fake this, Premeditate this Take this Here's what you fade this Thoughts of a dead man What have you been thinkin Weak in the mind Can't find what you seekin Deal with your crisis Let my dick slice this Then commit sin to skin Now I grin [Chorus]

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