Lyrics:
And we all say
"Oh, well, I never
Was there ever a cat so clever as
Magical Mr. Mistoffelees?"
He is quiet, he is small, he is black
From the ears
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
Ain't much shaking in a one horse town
News travels fast when somethin' good comes around
Saturday night they gonna be laying it down..
Mr Smith
watt
Come Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
It goes 1 by 1, even 2 by 2
Everybody in the floor let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it low then
shoot me
Black Lives Matter(Mr. Officer I can't breath
It took alot to be standing
Cause I feel pain of my people
They out and open with shit
Like
the suits
With the cash
I tell' em
Pass the ruck, or get stuck by my comrade's badge
Just like my mom and dad had it
And did it
Easin in as slick as I can
the week
Everything is alright on a Saturday night
And I've got all my fellows with their honey by my side
The DJ spins a record ´till he hits the morning
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. Brown, Mr. Blonde, Mr. O
Mr. Blue, Nice Guy, Mr. Blonde, Mr. Blonde
Mr. White, Nice Guy Eddie, Eddie
Mr. Brown, It's a perfect storm
Mr. Pink,
of a pistol
My brother run out and come back in all excited
And I said what was it and he said it was the report of a pistol and then he said
Mr Garfield
Damien: Everybody hates me!
Mr. Mackey: why do you suppose that is?
Damien: Because I'm the son of the devil!
Mr. Mackey: Uh huh that's a good
a Saturday
Let's go out
It's a Saturday
Let's go out today
It's a Saturday
Let's go
We can go right by the ocean
With quarantine we might cause a commotion
I
the weekend
Have Thursday's by thirsty
Stay home freak all Friday
Breakfast in bed
Treat you well on Saturday
Treat you well on Saturday
I wanna be yo pick
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
big mad (Dictator)
Lil boy bye
You a big hater (You a big hater)
I cut my hair when I want
Braid it, weave or wig it, I could pick whatever color dye
I
a gentleman. If this is really over, I'll make sure of it by Saturday's end. Yeah
My head's saying to follow you, when I really should leave you alone.
I
Friday Saturday
Don't let no girl no bitch (hey) no man no nigga get in my way
I keep my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (.45
size
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
And I did this off of trapping,
Not a lil' while
(lil' while)
Not a long time
(long time)
But for ever
My only one
GIG TIME PcRT
You know it
You're my wife my lover
Madanm mwen
Ki
apology
Woo
Woo
His bitch told me A B C
It's gang gang in 1 2 3
Can't be scared in my city, DC
Woo
Woo
Big dog with no OG
I was by myself making plays
Now
Will you tell me somethin', Mr. Lumberjack
Is it one for forward and three for back?
Is it two for stop or four for go?
Boy, ask a whistle punk, I don't
want, what I seek
Just hold on, put on ice, won't fight it
Gonna make the headlines, this Saturday night
Just hold on, DJ keep the decks spinning, need
the crib
Hey look y'all yellow bricks quit beefin' at the whiz, what?
Lil' Kim and Will:
Here come the butter baby
(I bring it smooth and hot)
Here
to arrive
At a quarter to five— Mrs. Lovett:
And it’s six o’clock! And it’s probably already
Down the block!
I’ve been waiting all
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