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no harm
In working and being a mama
And with a kid on my arm
I'm still an exception
And you want a piece of me

I'm Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich
Find myself a man.
Eddie:
You're defeated, rose.
Mrs. brice:
I'll hang a sign out,
Big letters that high,
Come in and sample
You don't have to buy.
Love durable like it's plastic
Mr and mr's fantastic

This life is me and you only
When i'm with you in no lonely
Most of these bitches be phony 
I feel
not only blind
But do you not hear

Excuse me Mr., but
Isn't that your oil in the sea
And the pollution in the air Mr.
Whose could that be

So
Hey mr bus driver can you take me home
But I don't know if I really want to go
Just a kid with big dreams and too much to worry
Take me home the long
Heard he in that pen, I got some boys that kill you locked up
Aye, I'm Mr. Big Killer H-M, put two up on that M, bitch I'm a gang member
Aye, I just can't
wolf
(Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?) You need to stop, don't be afraid

Number two, he had a house of sticks
And he built his house with twigs
whenever I want
Shoot you down with the Glock, shoot
You down on the block, yah
Nigga

Always throwing up C's no B's
I get all the pussy
Everyone knows I
pimp Mr. Glock
Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound 
And bitches jocked his trigga every time he came around
Big baller, big game
Mr. M
I wrote this on a whim
Can I be your baby
Take me places I ain't been
Like we can go to yours
And maybe you invite me in
We'll lay up on the sofa
Mr. M
I wrote this on a whim
Can I be your baby
Take me places I ain't been
Like we can go to yours
And maybe you invite me in
We'll lay up on the sofa
you want me to believe you one more time
Who be mumu

Situation is critical
Dem turn our festival to foreign raro
See student for hospital
The parents
reaper
What I know, big choppa, big street sweeper
Woah, I'm done with this one

Walking around with the fucking grim reaper
Gates to Hell, Mr soul Keeper
Leave blue green footprints that glow in the dark.
I hope they get home alright.
(Chorus)
Both: Hey Mr. Spaceman,
Won't you please take me along.
I won't
I saw mommy kissing Santa
I couldn’t believe my eyes
His big red coat and bright white hair
I was taken by surprise
Oh, I saw mommy kissing Santa
His
Your running laps through my mind, forget that corny line
Now let me hit you off with this question sign
You seem to be the type for me to wine and dine
to my man Big Tiz he be high
 Niggas on the lockdown be high

(Freaky Tai)
 With niggas like this
 Sweatin up in the studio
 So High, Mr. Mr. Cheeks
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of

You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
the man, Toolegit with the plan
Toolegit Mossin' we'll be a problem
See you at the top, won't be at the bottom
Mr. Toolegit, Mr. Toolegit
Mr. Toolegit, Mr
needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
Oh you Jasmine
Long hair pretty eyes big booty
You big fine just juicy
Oh you Jasmine
By the end of the night I'm gonna know what you like
I can show
Rhymes, Jim Carrey, Mr. Grinch)
Mister Grinch

[Busta]
He was an angry little dude with a horrible attitude
And he'll show you some gratitude
If you
not only blind
But do you not hear

Excuse me Mr., but
Isn't that your oil in the sea
And the pollution in the air Mr.
Whose could that be

So
blind
But do you not hear

Excuse me Mr., but
Isn't that your oil in the sea
And the pollution in the air Mr.
Whose could that be

So excuse me Mr.
But

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