Testi:
Mr Cheeks

This is where you belong...) Mama say, mama say, mama say, mama say..Uh And papa say, papa say, papa say, papa say.. (This is where you belong...) [Mr. Cheeks

from the top down to the flo' We makin the crowds all the while down Smokin about a pound You know we be puttin it down It's Mr. Cheeks and Ho Brown

[Verse 1: Mr. Cheeks] Whoever thought this a happen? Hey yo, that bum nigga rappin,' took it the top, now I won't stop I remember bein' broke cause if

leave that stuff alone young breed You look at me ain't nuthin poppin but the seed in my tweed [Chorus x2:] Puff harder, Puff harder Puff harder, puff harder [Mr. Cheeks

(feat. Alexander O'Neal) [Verse 1: Mr. Cheeks] I thought I'd write this one for you, ain't seen you in a while Staring at your picture wishing I was

[Mr. Cheeks] Yeah Mr. Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother fucking Danze Let's give these bitch niggaz one more chance Throw them shits up (Throw

Mr. Cheeks] Take it from the top with nothin but the hot shit I told 'em we got shit and it smells (definitely) Mario, what's the verdict? Hey yo, Mr.

too (GOOOODAMN!) Thane on the track with Mr. Cheeks And the m-to the s-I-e- Spittin shit in cambridge Around 60 degrees, in Carolina Mr. Petey, Petey,

Yeah, ooh, ooh, this one's a vivrant thing LB, G.I. one fam, oh, my, bounce with me now Big, dawg, hot, I'm talkin', this gone be somethin' now Mr. Cheeks