Lyrics:
the fuck up
I'm taking yo black ass back to the office
Keep talking shit
Aight bet
Fuck Mr. Clynch said by a minority
Cause he don't wanna punish
I'm out in the country
But I don't know why
Cause I'm sticky a city loving guy
Just sitting there when a little bird flies my way
Hello bee
I
that's how it is
I be your Noah, you be my Wiz
I'm your Mister, you my Mrs. With hugs and kisses
Valentine cards and birthday wishes? Please
Be
Yo this is flavor for the non believes
Sit back take a seat and don't forget to pass the weed
And by the way this is all the way live
now that I'm feeling mellow (slow, slow)
I'll get down with you, but did you know
All religion's control, it's all control (slow, slow, slow, slow
Mr. Smith, of course it is so nice to finally meet you
You know I'm on your side
And I'll make sure your demons don't defeat you
The sun is shining,
[big ed]
Throw your hands up if you gettin down tonight
Throw your hands up if you gettin freaky tonight
Now don't be shy see you twirkin over there
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
goes another
Mr Zero stands still, and Miss Someone don't bother
Yesterday's kiss will be cold by tomorrow
As campfires of midnight dissolve in
it down, slow it down)
Focused motives (yeah)
Clear enough to fall in
Getting older
I embrace it coming
You show me I'm wanted
Don't matter
mister?
Judge Turpin: “Mr. Todd?”
[Dramatic Instrumental]
Judge Turpin: “Where is she?”
Sweeney Todd: “Below, your honor. With my neighbour. Thank
on the run
I'm a low down
Mister fly by night
Baby slow down
Let me show you right
I sure don't wanna hurt no one
So, don't tell me you love me
to a
Smoothest endeavor
Let my fruit not be sour
Take it slow mate
I come from where you listen me
Working everyday
I'm proud at where I am to be
Don't be hating
stop him, he's quite insane
Al Capone, Mr. Trouble!
So out he comes, and down you go
Thirty coffins in a row
Get out a town, and don't be slow
Baby
Momma: "Ok. Slow down Jimmy, yer already halfway done with yer
Sandwhich. You're gonna get a belly ache."
Jimmy: "No I'm not. I'm hungry."
Momma: "I know,
to order
Explains why in the sack. She called me Mr. D
And when I go down on her person. She calls me Uber eats
The delivery’s free, the delivery’s free
U
momma."
[J.N.:] "I don't think so."
[Momma:] "Ok. Slow down Jimmy, yer already halfway done with yer sandwhich.
You're gonna get a belly ache."
goes another
Mr Zero stands still, and Miss Someone don't bother
Yesterday's kiss will be cold by tomorrow
As campfires of midnight dissolve in
while I'm winning
I can never slow down I'm running laps
I don't just do it for the H town
Gotta do it all for my whole state now
State now state now
I
cash grow (Let's get it)
Boy Wonder, got the game tied by a lasso, let's go (Whoa, whoa)
Mr. Rosenberg
Call me Mr. Rosenberg
It ain't Jason Rose no more
none
Pour the D'USSE, roll the wood, I stay dumb high
I would never slow down, I smoke till my lungs fry
Baeboyyy Ton, fuck her good, no mister nice guy
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
, don't come near me
Could I calm her down by throwing stones at her
If only I could make the right approach to her
Think I'd rather tame a tiger
Turn
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