Lyrics:
It’s Mr Young Roqit
Volume on thirty
Every time that I slide through
Bitch made
Look away
every time that I eye you
Hunnid hounds
Ready to bark
you so bad
더 당당하게 넌 Mr. Mr. (날 봐) Mr. Mr. (그래 바로 너 너 너)
날 가슴 뛰게 한 Mr. Mr. (최고의 남자) Mr. Mr. (그게 바로 너)
상처로 깨진 유리조각도 별이 되는 너 Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr.
나를 빛내줄
mean a thing until you pay your dues
You need experience, experience, experience
Ya just ain't lived enough. You need experience
Thought you heard.
gonna shoot by the way
I said it's on by the way, I'm in the zone by the way
And you can call me Mr. Get 'Em Gone by the way
I did it by the way, I was
"Big head" text
And I can be your Mr. Midnight
When you get out the shower (when you need a midnight)
In the midnight hour (when you need a midnight
ass nigga
But why you take the L's experience of the game, I'm sittin right, goals in sight, eattin plenty mane
For all you niggas talkin top
nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us
Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus
Honey, do you remember our first Christmas?
Standin' by that poor old Christmas
high
Gotta keep on making it high (Yes, yes Mr Smith)
Gotta keep on making it high
Gotta keep on making it high
Why you ice-grilling, I'm far from
Mr Smith you got the shit sewed up
Work ya thang baby, show 'em how to blow up
Mr Smith you got the shit sewed up
Work ya thang baby, show 'em how
niggas, they be dyin' over bitches
Who that is
Mr. Step on shit for real
Mr. Do it by himself when I go out on that drill
Who that is
Mr. Turn up
Mr America
I'm just an immigrant Nigger
Living a life in the city
Tryna get by with my pennies
Survival is a must
A job is a plus
If they hiring us
nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us
Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus
Honey, do you remember our first Christmas?
Standin' by that poor old Christmas
they will know us by our love
It may not mean that much to him
But it's the world to them
Hey Mr. Lovewell
Doing today what you do every day
No
Do you live by
Words on a backdrop
Of a well shot
Holiday hot spot
Motivated or not
All we ever want is
A new experience
Keep buying, living
should've held on to my hand
Without you there is no music for the band
Mr. Guitar Man
You leaving us left a mind crater
Being by your side was within my own
an experience
Heavy hitting ganja
That's followed by
Beer and lines n hits
Ill be Mr. father
Cause now I have gotta school these Kids
Teach em bout the struggle
on first." Costello: "What are you asking me for?"
"Reports from the new Germany tell of horrors leading to the total extermination of the Jews of Europe."
(Oh, yeah, ooh)
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Now because you wear all those fancy
gospel is Repent, which means 'let go of all that crap,' that's killin' ya. Life was supposed to be a pleasurable experience, not this torment, you know.
Oh yeah, hoo
Mr.Bigstuff, who do u think u are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you're never gonna get my love
Not because you wear
All those fancy clothes (oh
(B. Hugg / M. Hugg)
Can you judge a man,
By the way he wears his hair?
Can you read his mind,
By the clothes that he wears?
Can you see a bad man,
By
. One-You're-Gonna-Want-On-A-Saturday-Night
When you're lonely, lying in the dark
I'm the number that you know by broken heart
No, I ain't Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right-Now
The one all
. Banton, Mr. Banton (every day, ski, ski)
Go unload the cannon (you know what I mean)
Mr. Banton in the bando (Lamborghini, oh yeah)
Hop out the coupe,
(Oh, yeah, ooh)
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Now because you wear all those fancy
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