Lyrics:
low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low
I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
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
we gonna keep it comin, Mr. President, hehe
And I meant every word in my letter to the President
Word motherfuckin' life
Fuck this nigga think?
[Mr. Lil One]
HAHA motherfuckas
Mr. Shadow up in dis motherfuckaaa
[Mr. Shadow]
And '99 and on motherfuckas check it out
[Mr. Lil One]
For all your
Down to die, for everything I represent
Meant every word, in my letter to the President
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin' up in
Just call me Dram Travolta (Turn me up YC)
I got the Saturday night fever
Huh? Huh? What?
I thought a broke nigga said somethin' (hah)
I got
opportunities like Willie Beamon
You say the flow too hot
I ain't bought it, it's so natural
It's that Jay and BL Baby
Ya lil hoe you fuckin' right
Tell me is you
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
Out on the town kicking around feeling bluesy
It's getting late I can't afford to be choosy
Should be home and dry by now
Tried every trick in
cruising in high gears McLarens on it
The Mrs in Van Cleefs with carats on it
The top of the money tree is all I see
Closing on haters
Its Tai Chi
Fakes
can you listen to my song
My goal every day is just not to float away so tell me
Hey Mr Hey Mr Hey Mr Hey
Hey Mr. Mr can you tell me whats wrong
I
on the Eastside
Every Saturday afternoon!
(Who want to ride?!)
I go robbin' these bitches and hoes!
(Who want to ride?!)
Every Saturday afternoon!
(Who want
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
toy
I'll be your wrong you be my right
Call me by my real name once or twice
Mr. Saturday Night
I'll be your white noise
I'll be your first choice
I
. Banton, Mr. Banton (every day, ski, ski)
Go unload the cannon (you know what I mean)
Mr. Banton in the bando (Lamborghini, oh yeah)
Hop out the coupe,
to ah Cobra
They can't Restrict this lil boa
King to the Thrown
I got a name they don't know of
Black Lives Matter (Mr.Officer why you stop me
Black
they will know us by our love
It may not mean that much to him
But it's the world to them
Hey Mr. Lovewell
Doing today what you do every day
No
for you like sunny day
Verse :1
I remember how we use to boogie dance every Saturday
Kissing you all arround the kitchen we fu*ed everywhere
I love
I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy
The lil' nigga fucked around and got sprung
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, "
...oh, hey! What! Dave, is that you? Yeah? What day is it? Saturday. Saturday? What do you mean, I've been
in here a week? I have? I don't
And now when I'm out, having a drink or two
If they see me, well, they see you
'Cause, girl, I got you by my side
Every single Saturday night, yeah
of man
Can I kick it?
Like Ronda Rousey
Talk a lot of shit on social media on Friday
Get that ass kicked Saturday
Wake up Sunday, ill and drowsy
The way you love me feels so good
The way you trust me with all your wounds
I’ll stand by your side through the darkness
(Hide away with you)
(I
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