Lyrics:
I'm in the field like I'm rocking cleats
Flow sick like I got Ebola
Hot potato cuz you can't hold her
PlayStation nigga, I control her
Trap phone bitch
All I wanna do is smoke a lil Chronic
All I wanna do is smoke a lil Chronic
All I wanna do is smoke a lil Chronic
All I wanna do is smoke a lil
you
(When you need a midnight)
So, I'll be loving you
(When you need a midnight lover)
Just call me Mr. (Call me)
I'll be your midnight lover
Dressed to impress girl
Now watch me throw on my fit
Press the red button honey
Im'a blow up the kids like I'm head hunting
So come get destroyed by
power you think you have, politic man you make us laugh
But you do nothing Mr politic man
I don’t listen no more to the politic man
Tired of the words
shit get with me
hah so if for any reason you forget, forfeit
and call me mr. I'll take your chick
haha, nah, call me mr. upgrade or mr. front page
call
today
From my boyfriend so far away
Please Mr. Postman look and see
If there's a letter a letter for me
I've been standin' here
Waitin' Mr. Postman
I Made You!
Yes I Made You!
Mr. Potatohead I Made You!
I Made You!
I Made You!
Mr. Potatohead I Made You!
there's no batteries in my back
I show you
And make the real hell on Earth, hahaha
So listen up, get any motherfucker that you can
And bring him back, haha, yeah
[Mr. Shadow]
If your ass wants
Mr. Incredible that is acceptable
Lil Tatortot so you know it is credible
Looking real skeptical sick that is medical
She talking to me cause she
the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of 'em
And there's really not that many of us
And ladies love us, my posse's kickin' up dust
Yeah
Damn
Yeah
Mr take your bitch
But I don't even want her
Yeah, uh
Yeah, Mr take your bitch but really I Don't even want her
I be sipping on that
look look look
[Mr. Shadow]
What's up what's up
[Mr. Lil One]
Who she lookin at?
[Mr. Shadow]
She still lookin at us!
Mr. Lil One]
I'm so excited got
boogie
Young Drummer Boy
Listen, aye
Aye I popped two pills wit the Duce
Lil bitch drink it up like its koolaid
Hell ya I need my money by da due date
knows the bread is my Mrs.
30, side of my pocket
She wanna fuck but she think that I'm toxic
I was outside with the shooters and shit
Got so many bitches
arms takin hits til u were gone no harm
I’m the one they call Mr Shadow wanna travel to the land of the sick then u gotta meet my lady and maybe u get
job I quit
Started working for the home
So I could be by her everyday
We couldn't afford the cost in any other way
So Mr. Larkin
See I know she
Incidentally, dearie
You know Mrs. Mooney
Sales've been so dreary
Toby!
Poor thing is penniless
What about that loony?
Lookin' sort of beery
Oh, well, got
double up lookin like Jeopardy
I got the dancers up on neck
Flow is too sick and I don't need a remedy
Spiciest money I'm peppery, I'm with the seasoning
brother, he be snappin' too
Got tired of fuckin' bitches by the one
When I can fuck 'bout two
Free lil' Blue, I got it from my nigga
Now I’m first to shoot
slinging crack, I was seventeen fascinated by the stacks
Running with dangerous niggas and packing gats
Uh, the shit thrill me, looking so clean,
pikin don die
Dem dey cry dey ask baba e God why
Na Mr So so and so so come
English finishing start to dey form
Him as I'm no suppose come at all
People
aht dem asics
Nigga slash up lil nigga like slayer
Shawty on board to my dick yea she cater
Shawty a hoe she so sick she wan say ah
Im ona boat gas so
the paper, the news, every day I am
I don't know, it's just the way I am
I'm so sick and tired of being admired
That I wish that I would just die or get
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