Lyrics:
Billion dollar baby i got charm by the pound
Well i drove round the block and look what i found
Baddest lil thang i done seen in town
Had to swoop down
I
Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people
providing the jobs
Be like me and decide that the cost's too high for them cos I'm
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging?
Mr Mr Mr
on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
Me and Mrs. Jones
but we can't take a chance on
Gettin caught
So we stick to a plan coz
We both got another and they wouldn't understand it
Me and Mrs Jones have
I just put in work, she call me Mister (hey Mister)
Get it by the gram, call it Insta
I'm so lazy, tell my hoe to get the picture
Look, I
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
Hey Mr. mr can you tell me what’s wrong
I’ve heard you’ve got the answers can you listen to my song
Sometimes its hard to dream when you’re told that
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
I just put in work she call me Mister
(Hey Mister!)
Mr. 4th quarter
Mr. Make it happen
Mr. Clean, what's the addict
Mr. I keep your bitch
So what the fuck gotta say
Fuck Mr. Clynch coming' straight from the playground
Lil whore got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so Chase
Mr. Rosenberg
No, I ain't no fuckin' dummy
Bitch, I'm Mr. Rosenberg
Mr. Rosenberg
Call me Mr. Rosenberg
Made fun of my last name 'til the cash came, Mr
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
what
Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up
It goes one by one even two by two
Everybody on the floor let me show you how we do
Lets go dip it low
a sequence to free my soul from the demons that Haunt me
Oh, sorry
I forgot to introduce myself
I'm introverted, so I'm told
So I'd rather show you my soul
I
(come on)
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it low, then you bring it up slow
Whine
your ass lil nigga
Your niggas wanna tweak with my niggas
I'm a dog, I'ma eat with my niggas
Twitter beefing, that ain't me lil nigga
Location
Roqit
Mr.
Mr.
Mr.
Mr. Yung Roqit
Who on that speaker turn up the decibels
Limping ‘cause I walk with all these decimals
Way I’m going up soon they see me
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
I’m Mr Wrong not the right one for you boo
And she’s Mrs Wrong not the right one for me too
I finesse her after I hit
I finesse her yoo
Mr Wrong
Mr
the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!
chorus:
nobody bodied me
Don't accept my apology
Stop chasing props niggas, top niggas march
By the cops, followed hot blocks
They pop niggas i ain't one of you
of pla me with your geide
Vanaand gaan ek daai boude rook soos al jou favourite flavours
Wie se kind is die? Befok vir Mr Cee
Sys gehok by die jaard by die
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