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downfall I talk to my dad
I can't hang around y'all my ankles get bit by crabs
Hi my friends
I'm waving hi again
It's mr.swiped again
My card about to rip
I

how to curse than write cursive and use words like lookded, hurted and worstest[01:33.64]She told me, Mr. Mr., he lookeded gooood but his girl was

the night shut the lights and she said
Yosemite
Tell me where you wanna go tonight
Have you ever seen Hawaii
All you got to do is close your eyes
Just take my

mr. murray hatin

[Chorus]

[Keith Murray]
This is to my, negroids, spaniels and caucasoids
Even chisel-faced, hardcore, rap be-boys
With my high

That I gotta get it and by any way
And I really worry what my momma Say
When she see a couple titties in my Face
I'm dancing relaxing
I got the juice mix

goin' back to prison. Grab her a** while I pass the weed bag to my Mrs.
She like a promiscuous stripper when it come to her n****. She don't take no for

Renegade

Jay-Z

The Blueprint

2001

the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it's just the

Renegade, never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at, any given time of day
'Cause I'm a renegade, never been

my own attention
All those experiences taught me Franky how to get strong
What doesn't kill you make you stronger
as Gorilla Mister Mr King Kong
It's

Too Many Girls

Tech N9ne

The Gates Mixed Plate

2010

See she the object of my affection
Nah, I take that back
See she the object of my erection
I gotta use protection
I'm way too paranoid, so I'm

the bird and
The boss is taking mine
But slut, I'm on my grind like sex work
That's why she hang off my
Every word like tax work
Call me Mr mister, fucked

tell that she kind of mysterious
By her reactions, her facial expressions show me that she love this experience
No absence, she still make me cum even

of the room
She said " I'd like you to meet Mr. Ace of Hearts, Mr. Two & Mr. Three..."
My blood ran cold as I realised
That the four of hearts was me

with the reap she know I'ma blow
We was posted like a mailbox by the corner store
We been fucking to my songs she told me cut on Mr. Bows
Im a rapper

Confessions

Cam'ron

Confessions of Fire

1998

wait, who that description fit
Don't give me chrome for Jenny Jones
My man with the crime sheet
But he kept talkin bout my girl was a dime piece
And she

takes the bruises licks her wounds then she moves on
Got baby daddy in the wings when she needs a hit
Methamphetamine beauty queen gonna get her fix
Mr

a loop
She shaking her thing in a circle like uh hoop
Im praying her pussy hole ain't as big as my coop
But i'm riding in buick shawty get in and let's get

called it Helga
Codeine by the lean-a, pounds of gasoline-a, and Griselda
Servin' with my nina, cookin' good Christina Aguilera
In that cherry-red

chill by the parlor
I be wreakin' havoc
You can't fucking have it
I can never panic
Because I'm too organic
She think that she savage
But I think that she

me that the history of a woman
Is about leaving a nigga with nothing
So my experiences taught me how
To come up with a
Plan to make a right one for

Crossing all my X and Os
Women come and women go
She gon go and do the most
She gon make my head explode
Crossing all my X and Os
Women come

used to call me ugly now they call me handsome
My name Mr. Fendii hoe but call me Mr. Bandsome
If we talking about that money then you know I got it

Had a bad bitch,
with the seat back,
It was late night,
She wanna eat that,
Had to call back,
3 peat that,

Woah woah woah woah woah

Got the energy,

So tell me what you like and what you into
She even start telling me what she been through
She said she love the lord and she’s single
And as for Mr

a similac and oh my Cadillac
has 50's in the back
playin rick James and Tina so relaxing
passed on by the neighbor red lane
they called him insane
heer's Mr