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Mr. Ice Cream Man

Master P

Ice Cream Man

1996

Cream Man)

Mr. Ice Cream Man or call me Master P
I got that 2 for 3 call me if you need some D
Me and my little brother Silkk we be ballin
Got this

Mr. Jones

Counting Crows

Mr. Jones

1994

Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody loves you, ah son
That's just about as funky as you can be

Mr. Jones

Caramel complexin
Vanilla wafer
Mrs. Buttercream
Oreo she thick
Ass busting out her jeans
My chocolate chip
Credit card swiping it
Big bags she lit

try hail me 
No be my power nor by might 
But I still de grind 

News caster 
Mr public speaker 
News caster
You don carry wetyn big pass your mouth o

Dear Mr. Christian

Lecrae

Minorville

2013

sinner
And you got the nerve to wonder why I'm in these streets robbin'?
Well go and get batman, and go get back man
I don't need to be judged by you

to be erased.
Think of it as thrift,
As a gift, if you get my drift.
No?
Seems a awful waste--
I mean, with the price of meat,
What it is,
when get it,
If

[Originally written and preformed by Styx]
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto
Mata au hima de
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto
Himitsu o shiri tai
You're wondering who

slow me down
Take a deep breath I'll be gone

I'm just a player inside of a game
You should have known by my name
I'm Mr. Lonely
Mr. Lonely
Mr. Lonely

She's perfect for you
Man, there's got to be somebody for me
I wanna be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody

I mean you no harm, Mr Bee
So why are you pestering me
Is the reason that you linger
For to sting me with your stinger
Me and my fly swatter are

ready to fuck
Look

Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
She said she wanna be the bartender,

Mr. Jones

Counting Crows

Mr. Jones

1994

Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody loves you, ah son
That's just about as funky as you can be

Mr. Jones

Boyz-N-The Hood [Remix]

Eazy-E

Straight from the Hood

1991

Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do you think you are, Mr. Big Stuff?
Rock this motherfucker like "Three The Hard Way"

I'm

Uh, what's harder? Life or Mr. Carter?
Balling 'til my hair is as white as Johnny Carson
You don't have to beg because I'm fresh out of pardons

know that you're gonna be okay

Mr. Johnny Cage
Mr. Johnny Cage
Mr. Johnny Cage hey, hey
Mr. Johnny Cage
Mr. Johnny Cage
Mr. Johnny Cage hey, hey

Mr

for the 50’s
Stock ‘em and cop a Bentley
Bring the big wigs

I question what you’re here for,
Lets just grab life by the horns
Get ripped, ride hard

designed to render funkable
Ideas brought to you by the makers of Mr. Prolong
Better known as Urge Overkill
The pimping of the Pleasure Principle

Oh,

No Nuts No Glory

Geto Boys

Till Death Do Us Part

1993

ounce so get on and beat that sheisty bitch
And he still calls you family
But I be damned if i be kin, to a nigga who ain't payin me
Cause I ain't with

what
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on the floor, let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it

[Michel'le]
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer
Why do you wanna see me in a coffin, sir?
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer
I don't wanna be layin a coffin, sir

Mr

Snap there goes Gravity

closely followed by

Insanity

Heinrich Maneuver out the Airlock with you

blast away the Stow-aways

Command and Conker your

Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for

Two beats on the same drum
You'd be stunting to if you came were we came from
A set of twins with more clout? Name one
Why you stuttering? Boy this aint

of everything
You want, a diamond ring, a Porsche, a flight to New York
Stick with me, honey, I'm Mr Fun, Mr Generous, Mr Big
Mr There to be Had

Libido, so much