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at the bar
When all of a sudden right out of the blue my
Ladie got a clue on
What what we was up to and
Wait a minute, damn 
From what I understand
It
on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
Me and Mrs. Jones
a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin'
Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him
You could catch him in his G ride, touchin' his glock
Screamin
a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin'
Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him
You could catch him in his G ride, touchin' his glock
Screamin
star above

Mr. Big Stuff 
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff 
You're never gonna get my love

Now I know all the girls I've seen you with
I
my ring
Mrs Jones your daughter cried all night
Mrs Jones your daughter cried all night you wouldn't give your blessings to our love
You said she
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Mr. Big Stuff 
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff 
You're never gonna get my love

Now I know all the girls I've seen you with
I
stripped to my head and I'm addicted

Hey just know I understand
The world is in your hands
But all your love love love is for me
They're falling
I raise my head in a touchy situation
(Mr. Skin you know where you've been)
Yes, I make my bed in the heart of the nation
(Mr. Skin you know where
my wife 
I would love you all my life 
I`d do everything your precious heart allowed
Or we could make love love all night long 
And in the morning
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love

Now I know all the girls I've seen you with
I know you broke their
Open up yours eyes, Mr. Intentional
Stuck in a system, that seeks to suck your blood
Held emotionally hostage, by what everybody does
Counting all
(Lil Wayne talking)
Fuck, Man I been on this block all day
Hot ??? my shirt, Hot
Boy that look like Baby
That ain't Baby
That is that nigga
and Sam Skutty but I still love em
Air full of motherfucker and I still want to hug em
Big Dave, my nigga gone to the battle field
Dandon and Levi, damn
home again all right

He says, "Don't you cry or worry, Mrs. Santa Claus
After all these years, the reindeer know their way
You know ho-ho I love
I am doubtful that your love is true
So if you decide to call on me
Ask for Mister Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you love me
Then prove it by goin'
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Mr. Big Stuff 
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff 
You're never gonna get my love

Now I know all the girls I've seen you with
I
star above

Mr. Big Stuff 
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff 
You're never gonna get my love

Now I know all the girls I've seen you with
I
. Frump is my very best friend
He's never a chump or a tease
He never tells me lies, and best of all
He never disagrees

I bring him candy and flowers
her by the hand and guide her to my arms somehow

Mr. Lovemaker, don't let anyone take her
I need that woman's love to set me free
Mr. Lovemaker,
[Featuring Mac] 

[Master P] 

Dear Mr. President i live in the hood 

Where people live bad 

But say its all good 

And my homies
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Mr. Big Stuff 
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff 
You're never gonna get my love

Now I know all the girls I've seen you with
I
baby move
He's my mister and I love him, hey Mr. Twister.

And when he takes me to a dance
I don't ever get a chance
'Cause all the girlies can't
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you love me
Then prove it by goin' out on the sly,
Provin' your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue

I'm Mr. Blue
'cause you took my cash
One sight of abuse and I'ma whip yo' ***
C'mon man why you tryna rag?

Don't wanna let a *** off tha hook, wanna go by da book
Wen