Lyrics:
to call she doesn´t pick up her phone
Ooooh
Mrs Daniels do you know is she leaving town
I need to tell her she´s got a big place in my heart
Mrs Daniels do
to do me the favor and lick my icing under the table now
But I gotta leave town mr. Nally, just as scary spice was about to go down on me
And don't ask
feeling 'Ahmad'
But I'm feeling great, life of a God, hop in Nissan
Riding around Telegraph, by the underpass
Make a left on Alcatraz, about to get the bag
at me now'
Hey Mr. DJ (Hey Mr. DJ)
Can you play my favorite song (will you play my favorite song)
I heard it say it's gonna get better
We gon' make
animal
Lil Jon be canibal
Every nigga in Atlanta Know
I'm psycho insane about my cash, they should re-open alcatraz
And sentance with a life without
gig
Overqualified by the rent sticks
Red brick bash with a texted green screen
Like, "I entered my data right into your screen"
[Mr. Lif]
Jane went
bright I can see it's very clear
How does it feel to be appreciated by everybody
I'm using all my energy to make many Ps
Let me make my moves, even if that
Excuse me Mr. Cadillac
I heard you beat the devil
Shooting angles
Drawing chalk outlines
Downtown by the laundromat
Said you left him shaking
Made
one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job
When she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk
But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it
one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job
When she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk
But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it
put an extra lime on my water glass (I'm so sorry)
An hour later here she come by walking past
(I hate to be a pest but my son would love your
Squaddy mi nah stop bun my ganja
So come put on di handcuff dem
Memba' mi must get bail
Carry mi go jail ah in deh di high grade sell
Mr. officer low mi
I want my money like Mr. Ren
I Pull up in a new black Benz
You niggas wanna live how I live
These women love when I'm Mr. Ren
All my bitches issa
Mrs. O’Reily
If you make it out alive
She’ll take you for another ride
Let him free Mrs. O’Reily
Remember that one night
You told me about my own
us by
Forever we'd both regret
So don't forget about
Late nights, playin' in the dark
And wakin' up inside my arms
Boy, you'll always be in my
girl
We could take over the summer
We looking eye to eye
I can tell that she trouble
She my ride or die
She my number one gunner and I know it
Take
a friend along
To help me show my appreciation the right way
Ladies, Mr. Jamie Foxx
Mr. Foxx, Ladies
(Remix)
I love her 'cause she got her own
She
transparent, but she usually secretive
Our relationship is deadly, we Mr. and Mrs. Smith
We the perfect pair on some Reese's pieces shit
I'm goin' on a mission,
hasn't even met the best version of me
But she was looking for love. I was ready for foolery
She played with my ego, I played with her insecurities
Intro:
I don’t tweet retweet do likes and comments hashtags nah none of that
But what I can do is speak from my personal experiences with dealing
of their little parties
Here's a little tale about mean Mrs Jones
Her hen-pecked husband and her crushed Begonias
Me and my friends we had a late night jam
with me she hot as Satan
She my ride or die she telling me keep paper chasing
So I'm gon stack it up ima stack it up
Stack that paper higher I dont give
Chainsaw
My buddy Max was axed in the back by his wife Mrs. X
Sharp like a knife, she's exact, she never misses an ex
Speakin' of Mike Myers, it seems like
Says, "Please, ma'am I need one little taste
Glimpse of the inside and I'll be on my way"
Before she could say no he'd stepped into the entryway
"Now sir
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