't married to the game But you probably shouldn't have came to the altar Every bar like propane for the sawed-off, using (?) to forge you Eminent Mr. Porter
this is Dres, and I'm letting ya know That S-H-O-W-B-I-Z and A.G. are all that So just sit back, relax, if you got a big bozak grab that Like Mr. Long
ticky ticky buzz the sun winks the sky I fumble through my fuzz and buzz Mr. I Tell him scoop the beats in the flying saucer kit Meet me at the port
they own shit back, back 30 niggas pit black in this bitch strapped foul mouth niggas get a clip full of tic-tacs[Wooooo!!!] mr porters sick track, trick
Intro Lets Go Ia??m jus playina?? wit yaa??ll niggas Female Speaking Lets Go Ia??m jus playin wit yaa??ll niggas Mr. Porter! Uh, Right off the rip nobody
bored or - bring it back I get bitches, I get money, no specific order Filthy hit recorder, wipe or Ricky mixed with Ricky Porter Butchie Jones mixed with Mr
[Intro - Royce Da 5'9"/Mr. Porter] Boy, I done warned you I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do Better listen up close nigga, don't trip Yo heat's
[Chorus - Mr. Porter] I said I ain't gangsta even though I grew up in the hood I just wanna feed my people, so misunderstood Struggling (struggling),
keep on pushin', keep on pushin' I've got to keep on pushin', keep, keep on Well it's the king of the hover trade and the sergeant of snow They call me Mr
Ghostface Killah (Mr. Maygreen)] Aiyo, what up party people (Yeah, my name's on the guest list) This is the Wallabee kingpin in the building (As Mr. Maygreen
I know, I'm dirty and crusty And ugly, and I smell real bad But bitches still fuck me Yeah you might heard about me and My wild ass crew The Port Jeff
hats? Me Matter of fact, don't I look good in this Cadillac? My roof back, my Coupe black, fifty grand, I blew that I'm so fly, they call me, 'Mr.I Can
ride? We ride Who ride? We ride Who ride? We ride On three, we ride One, two, three, we ride One, two, three, we ride One, two, three, we ride Mr. Porter
, don't I look good in this Cadillac? (yesss) My roof back, my coupe black 50 grand I blew that I'm so fly they call me "Mr. I Can Do Dat" Cause [Hook
A Place To Hang My Hat - Porter Wagoner I can see it in your eyes I can tell you think that I am Just some troubled soul so lost and all alone But
fore he left this bitch, Told me keep doin ya thing and don't tell 50 shit, South in ya mouth, New Orleans hog, Got a New Orleans gun and I shoot like Chris Paul, I am Mr
[Intro: 50 Cent sample] Fix your motherfuckin face nigga! Look at these fuckin chimpanzees Bunch of fuckin monkeys... (Mr. Porter!) [Chorus: Pharoahe
"Get more for your money, when you fuck with Mr. Porter-r-r-r-r..." [Joell Ortiz] As long as I got my pen I don't need a friend We got ears that we each