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I You!
Yes I You!
Mr. Potatohead I You!
I You!
I You!
Mr. I Made You!

no batteries in my back
I show you how I move (Move Echo)
50 gangsta
Lloyd ain't gangsta
Yayo gangsta
Young Buck, you know you gangsta

Look at what you made
that a bitch
Created a
Kicked me outta
Put me in
Matter of fact give me a
Just Olivia so you can suck my shit
a pen
So I can be the in the click
Wind me up nigga then some lips
So I can talk ya faggot
Niggas aint no
While im at it tell Young gimme some white gloves
So I can cover my in ya blood
I need a get away car you can put it on
Make sure its got a stash for the 38
And a Banks album 'cause thats where I got my
Gimme like 50
Gimme Yayo
Gimme a collection plate for fans
Gimme some so I can watch Mason dance
Who movin? You
gimme ya fans
Gimme a tear
Gimme some so i can hear police talkin when you disappear

I you
I you
I you
I you
Mr. Potato
I you
Yes, I you
Mr. Potato Head I you!
I you
I You!
Mr. Potato I Made you! (You Echo)

Theres no batteries in my
I show you how I move.

Yayo: And I'd like to thank game 'cause hes mr potato head of the year, 'n' you kn.. a put gangsta!

through Connecticut
In a stolen
Stop at his
I dont see men
of fact I dont see any men
One plain cop call him Lieutenant Dan
Officer why ya man tryna beat up my
Makin me 5 times wasnt part of his plan
Same same snitch
You know how it
I a rat even if you take off my nose
And i bet every quarter in your bank
Lloyd told N.Y.P.D. who got 50
Next time the lights go out
I'm pulling a eagle when the knives come out
Watch that man get ta and the mice run out
Don't with ya life when my dice roll out

I you
I you
I you
I you
I you
Mr Potato Head I you!
Yes I you
Mr Head I Made you!
I you!
I You!
Mr Potato I Made you!

Theres no in my back
I show you iggas how I (Move Echo)
50 gangsta
Lloyd aint gangsta
aint gangsta
Young Buck you you aint gangsta

(Phat Rat talks)
G-G-G-G-G.... NOT!
You ass niggas
this out man
I'm not gonna be playing mother fucking games
Mr. Potato head now you be a comedian nigga
This shit is nigga!
Real
Black street
wait
Like I you last time
It's THE black wall street you bitch ass
And Oliv... me OLIVER!
You mother fucker
I'm still taking heat my niggas
For looking at your mother fuckin' ass
You son
You ass igga
I'ma catch up to ass nigga
mouth ass bitch
Thats though nigga

nigga

This is black street nigga
Tell me you at
Thats all we need to know
Cus this is nigga
This is the streets
Brazil & Wilmington
In case you didn't nigga
Thats right in the heart of
You Bitch ass
And
Get that fucking lil' ass red
Mother fucking off your mother fucking ass on that video
Everybody can you see your balls
' The is wrong with you
My iggas know I tried to holla at your ass nigga
Ima fuck you up
your fault
50
is Phat Rat nigga
In case you forgot
Double!

Mr. Potatohead I You!
I kill who is my
I don't give a
If you shit
I make you a follower
You me up kid
Your
I'm much more agile ever
Got more style so yo

(Echoes)