Lyrics:
take a chance on
Gettin' caught, so we stick to a plan
'Cause we both got another and they wouldn't understand it
Me and Mrs. Jones got a thing going
and percision in the walk
And the way that she talk
Make my mouth turn to chalk
She give me everything that I don't get at home
And it seems like I'm a man
the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin', I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way, the proof by the way
Mr. front up on me know I'm
Aye. Mr. Nice Guy. There's no more Mr. Nice Guy
Mr. Nice Guy. There's no more Mr. Nice Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they
He's Mr take The Heat, Mr baby Rub My Feet
Mr don't Be Hanging Late In Streets
Mr bring Home The Bacon
Mr you Ain't Hear Enough
Mr pack Your Shit, Mr do
Yeah, they call me Mr. Lonely
You can see me but never know me
I got two friends, they're my homies
'Cause my left and my right are my only way to go
stood there watching
And I was hypnotized
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
And I was lost inside your world with you
Hey Mr
. Officer (Listen)
Mr. John Wayne (Listen)
Mr. Try to come slaughter my name
Mr. Mention a gang (Aww)
Mr. Put you in they aim
Mr. Gun go bang (Bang Bang)
Mr
. Incognito, Incognito (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mr. Incognito is back again
Now all I want is peace and papes and a physical frame
Jotting down my list
"Oh I know I'm drunk now
Ladies and gentleman, I for-
I forgot my favorite man sitting over there
His name is"
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
"Oh I know I'm drunk now
Ladies and gentleman, I for-
I forgot my favorite man sitting over there
His name is"
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina
stood there watching
And I was hypnotized
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
And I was lost inside your world with you
Hey Mr
By the way that your body moved
I couldn't help the way I stared
There was some mysterious force
Leading me here to you (leading me to you)
Lead me
can not be
Unless, Armour, Swift, Cudahy
They must all agree…
A conspiracy at play?
Mr. Knox, what you say?
V 6
Knox
My guess is, I’d say you were
Mr America
I'm just an immigrant Nigger
Living a life in the city
Tryna get by with my pennies
Survival is a must
A job is a plus
If they hiring us
his ass Scoomed, Mr. Check him off the list
Who I am
Blow a check up on a bitch
Remember I was down bad, but now this check all on my wrist
I just want
Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
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
Uh dear Mr. President what's happenin'? I'm writin' you because
Shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
all my life"
Mr "Every single day until the end
I will be by your side"
But that was when I got to
Know Mr "Change of heart"
Mr "Leaves me all alone, "
remember that I'm lost
And your secret pleasure coming at a cost
Dear Mr. Christian, I know you're on a mission
I know you say the answer to my problem is
we're all in Space
You're orthodox, a pillar of your Creed
I'm a Space-alien, or so you've decreed
By the way, Mr. Man, you've got it all wrong,
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not
the feel that I feel when I look straight into your eyes
Feel my heart beating fast for a challenge may rise
I wanna know if you feel the way I do (I do)
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