Lyrics:
Mrs. Parker can I chill in yo car
Mrs. Parker I don't even know her first name
Mrs. Parker she just wanna have fun
Let's Drive to Vegas
Get married by
the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin', I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way, the proof by the way
Mr. front up on me know I'm
your arms to the heat
You reach 137 then you’re
Dead, you’re below 50, feel me red
You don’t know that I make no sense
And I don’t make change
I only
a fact (bitch)
Mister step on necks
Don't give a fuck if I hear cracks (bitch)
Mister break a leg and buss a head
About that sack (bitch)
Mister fuck a law
the positive
E-lim-i-nate the negative
And latch on to the affirmative
Don't mess with Mr. In-between
No, do not mess with Mister In-Between
Do you hear me?
the positive
E-lim-i-nate the negative
And latch on to the affirmative
Don't mess with Mr. In-between
No, do not mess with Mister In-Between
Do you hear me?
Why you give wahala just for insta
If you no give me loving I'll shout your sister
I want a mrs and darling you want a mister
I go make it clear I
the splash zone (splashin')
I'm ballin' (ballin)
World's goin' stupid (stupid)
Cheese, guap, bread, knots
Rich as Mr. Putin (mister Putin)
Wake up brush my
am the one with the greatest heart
(the greatest what?)
everywhere I go, no matter who show,
(don't try me)
I'm mr. smalls
Give me some more
I ain't
the positive
E-lim-i-nate the negative
And latch on to the affirmative
Don't mess with Mr. In-between
No, do not mess with Mister In-Between
Do you hear me?
Slow down I can't take the heat
Slow down, it's wicked in these streets
Slow down I can't take the heat
Slow down, it's wicked in these streets
don't want drama
I don't want wahala
Please can I get two pina coladas
Baby I can go slow for you
I can go faster
Feed them to the lions
I'm a king no
A figure sitting cross-legged on the floor, he's
Clogged and clothed in saffron robes, his beads are all he owns
Slow down, slow down
Someone must have
throw down in the kitchen
I know ima miss it
Heart broke don't know how to fix it
I need some love and attention.
That's sum i don't really mention
But
don't you know he'd be
Proud to give a helping hand.
Chorus:
Mister, can you
Fnd it in your heart
To lend me a dollar
For the times have been slow
I'm
the positive
E-lim-i-nate the negative
And latch on to the affirmative
Don't mess with Mr. In-between
No, do not mess with Mister In-Between
Do you hear me?
baby slow
Slow baby slow slow baby slow
Just enjoy it
You dont have to feel lonely when I'm by your side
And You dont need a quick time to catch me
while I'm around
Toby?
Mr. Todd! You wait for him here
I'll return with the coach in less than half an hour
Don't worry
No one will recognize you
slow
I take it slow Cuz I like it slow
Like it slow that's the shit I'm on
Even when I write my songs
You know I Like it slow
Write them down slow
Step
The party ain't over (Polow)
The party ain't over (Bet that up, boy)
The party ain't over
(It's Mr wW, Mr worldwide)
It's 3 AM and (It's Usher, baby,
dance on the edge of the lake. they sing:ooooeeee. sharkey. hee's mister heartbreak. paging mr. sharkey. white courtesy telephone please. and sharkey
don't know oh ohhooo oh no no no no no no
Baby Girl why you look so fine
Got me watching the way how you wine
Spin it up like you up on axis
Slow it down
head bust
The mustard in a good friend
So I don’t trust it look at my mom
Lady Gaga’s cameltoe I wanna put
My mouth on slow, i wanna suck that out
Mama
At half-tank
Who needs a Lamborghini cruisin' through EDSA
And by "cruisin'" I mean goin' 25
I bet you think you're really fly, don't you, rich guy
Bet you
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