I'll leave it up to you I'll be true to you, Baby But, I won't push I'll leave it up to you leave it up to you, Ohh, yes I will, Uhhh ... It's All
goods And leave you biting the dust [Chorus] You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch You really are a heel You're as cuddly as a cactus You're as charming as an
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby You'se a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby so I can hit you up on front teeth, you think I'm sweet
her, that's cool I'll spend my paper on you And pick you up in my coupe And make it do what it do Shawty, don't get it confused You shone and we can
thats you and another ass bitch [Mr.] Boobonic dont feed man I'll talk shit for you Tell you to take cover I'll swing and hit for you Get stitched up
ll And I will neva I will neva I will neva FALL I'm being hated by the season So fuck ya'll who hating for no reason [Chorus:] Hey Mr. Carter (I am him
[screwed up:] They talkin big baby They they talkin big baby They talkin big baby They they talkin big baby [Chorus:] They don't wanna play They
I'll blow ya doors off. You race your car 'gainst my car, I'll leave your ass so far you'll doze off. And when I take off, it's like i TOOK off. And
way You can call me Mr. Get 'Em gone by the way I did it by the way, I was with it by the way I talk it like I did it cause I lived it by the way [Verse
though I'm the shit Is it too late to tell ya'll to suck my dick (Talking) Bitch I do it too late for what I want it I need it If I need it I got it
I strive for it Dis' me, you'll never hear a reply for it Any awards show or party I get fly for it I know that it's comin' I just hope that I'm alive
though But it ain't like I'm telling you Something that you ain't knew though So don't get it twisted like a noodle I'll put one in your noodle And leave
musician I be Got critics giving up the recognition I de-serve Never bring yo' misses By me Ii??m it Ii??m it call me Mr. I.T. If I get one wish I'ma
] Can I roll with you baby? Thata??ll, thata??ll be cool. Maybe with the Mercedes? Thata??ll, thata??ll be cool. With things that drive you crazy? Thata??ll
whistle, one eye closed I'll hit you As if I was Slick Rick my aim is still an issue Lose your soul in whichever palm I'm holdin' One'll leave you frozen
head off and I gots to have me fun Leaving 'em hung, breakin' fakin', you studio gangsta bitch trick Niggas'll get beat, I'm handlin' the shit And I
truth I didn't know myself I found out she had to told me Just to show me just how good I had it I guess I couldn't see it Mild-mannered I just couldn
I am Here I am) (I don't - How much do you make, Sir? Man, what the fuck is you talkin bout how much I make?!) (Fuck you!) Ha-ha-ha.. [ VERSE 2 ] I'm