Mr. Drama

[Intro]
(Yo mTwenty, where you at?)
(The Real Child of Drama)

[Chorus]
Aye I won't hit, I'm sparing this hoe (Nah)
And you still tryna marry this hoe
I could really go buy me a slut, they be talking to me, I ain't hearing it though (Nah for real)
Mr. I tell a bitch what it is, what it ain't, if I want I could still hit it though (I can still hit it)
While you lying I ain't even trying with nothing
I shoot my shot at your bitch, bucket

[Verse 1]
No Hi-C, no I'm not your hoe lil' puppet
I get offended, it's the end of discussion (Yeah)
I get offended, might be repercussions
You get yo bag, I ain't hating, I love it (Nah for real)
Nah for real, I promise I love it
All I'ma say is you up it then buss it, no hoe in me tell me who family that run in (That run in)
Nigga
Could you uhh, put the curtains up in this mufucka? (Yeah)
That's what I saw when I hop in the Rolls Royce (Hop in the Rolls Royce)
Ain't wanna do you like that, I had no choice (I had no choice)
I chose to rap 'cause I really had no voice (Had no voice)
Talk about it, you niggas be so coy
Lame niggas be rapping, oh boy
I'll play with sticks 'cause these bullets would hoe Floyd (Yah)
I got this shit on my back now it's priceless (Yeah)
She got some cake, now she need a lil' icing
She hang with trappers and bitches with vices
She done seen so much shit that she don't know what life is (Nah for real)
But I love her, I mean it, she rock with me, she get new undefeated
She get new undercover, I know she ain't seen this (Eughh eughh)
Eughh, yeah

[Chorus]
Aye I won't hit, I'm sparing this hoe (Nah)
And you still tryna marry this hoe
I could really go buy me a slut, they be talking to me, I ain't hearing it though (Nah for real)
(The Real Child of Drama)
Mr. I tell a bitch what it is, what it ain't, if I want I could still hit it though (I can still hit it)
While you lying I ain't even trying with nothing
I shoot my shot at your bitch