Lyrics:
Well guess what lil bitch, you can suck one
Mr. Clynch slam you down to the floor
And guess what, it's because he's a whore
Mr. Clynch is a whore
For any
made cool
We wrote the blueprint for the shit y'all niggas try to do
If I'm not outside, then I'm probably inside your boo
My team's official, you
much Mr ow much are you charging?
I went on a stag do to London the other year
£5.50 for a motherchuffin' beer
I was broke by the first night, London's
homie
Act like this shit don't apply to you, huh
Been in their game, look at how they do, huh
Why do yes mans start off ever sentence
With, "Dog, I
tell you broke 'cause you took my cash
One sight of abuse and I'ma whip yo' ass
C'mon man why you tryna rag?
Don't wanna let a ass off tha hook,
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
'cause you took my cash
One sight of abuse and I'ma whip yo' ***
C'mon man why you tryna rag?
Don't wanna let a *** off tha hook, wanna go by da book
Wen
wit penny for any type of showdown
Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob bringin' sounds to your town
We be down to the fullest and fool I thought you knew this
That
this
Call us Mr. and Mrs. Papadapolis
When will y'all learn?
Y'all just interns
You gon' get what you earn, just wait your turn
I rock telephones with
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
for a nigga
40 Ruger shooters, gave all that I had for a nigga
Where you from, what's your past lil nigga?
And you broke and you mad lil nigga?
Fuck
it's following us check it out
What you wanna do?
[Mr. Shadow]
Lets just walk up to 'em
Fuck 'em
[Lil' Rob]
From the sides?
[Mr. Shadow]
Yeah, lets do
mad brain, Mr. Rosenberg
Will the real MicGrady stand up, stand up
I see myself in all of y'all, it's tough, it's tough (Which one are you)
Just a bunch
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
"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
be kicking knowledge like mr.miyagi
I show these rappers how to do it
Money making connoisseur watch how I maneuver
You can check who I influenced
Its
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
the tropics
So keep it moving lil homie and just fuckin drop it
Or bring it to me, show me what the fuck y'all bout to do
I'm all by myself, and y'all got ya
[Michel'le]
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer
Why do you wanna see me in a coffin, sir?
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer
I don't wanna be layin a coffin, sir
Mr
let it goooo
Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
Naughty by
Mrs. Parker can I chill in yo car
Mrs. Parker I don't even know her first name
Mrs. Parker she just wanna have fun
Let's Drive to Vegas
Get married by
wondering why (I know)
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (hey, hello)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (Shit, you know)
'Cause they've been
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
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