Lyrics:
what
Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up
It goes one by one even two by two
Everybody on the floor let me show you how we do
Lets go dip it low
they can't do what I do on the hook
I won't text, I won't call
But they still go wait in
Yo Mr. Man, can you please not hurt my gang
Yo Mr. Man, can you
What's harder, life or Mr. Carter?
Balling 'til my hair is as white as Johnny Carson
You don't have to beg because I'm fresh out of pardons
Little
ain't worried bout a thing dog
Jump if you ribbit but I ain't playing fuckin leap frog
Have ya body leaking and sinking into a deep bog
I'd rather keep it
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
is Elephant Man and Rihanna
Can I hear you say, "Turn it up"
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Turn it up Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ (come on)
Can
'm 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
to shame
And I've seen enough to know
That I've seen too much
So Mr. when you're rattling
On heaven's gate
Let me tell you Mr.
By then it is too
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It
[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
You ought to ask Mr. Mistoffelees
The original conjuring cat
The greatest magicians have something to learn
From Mr. Mistoffelees' Conjuring Turn
You ought to ask Mr. Mistoffelees
The original conjuring cat
The greatest magicians have something to learn
From Mr. Mistoffelees' Conjuring Turn
and Mr. Shadow.... aka the Mayhem Click
And we're talking about rumors
Now Lil' Rob we understand you have an album out called The Crazy Life
Can you tell
Thats all im askin
Mr. postman, postman
Thats it!
Mr. postman, postman
And when you find him, find him
Deliver him straight to
Me!
Verse 3
He dont have
I know they miss you
[Chorus]
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever, ever, ever! Be free?
[Mr. Lil One]
And you'd better be knowing exactly what it is
That my motherfuckin Shadow be talkin' about up in this Motherfucker
HEHEHEHEHEHHEEEEE, For
time,
I’ll call you. I’ll go see to the customers.
I have another friend...
Tobias:
Is that a pie fit for a king, Mrs. Lovett:
A wondrous sweet
hey, hey Mr. President
You're such a gentlemen
It's such an honor to meet ya
Hey, hey Mr. President
I'll be ya Marilyn
And baby I'll never leave ya
tracks I don't release
Hello my name is Mr. Spit My Game
Never follow through
I could be Mr. Lemonade
If you swallow
South Dakota relocated
Trippin'
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
Vlone and you’ll live long
Lil' Vlone, Lil' Vlone, Lil' Vlone
Lil' Vlone
Lil' Vlone, ayy, yeah, ayy, uh, Vlone
(Did it by myself)
Did it by myself, did it
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
Spindel:] "Hullo?"
[Ted:] "Yeah, Bill."
[Mr Spindel:] "Oh, TED!"
[Ted:] "I've been trying to get through to you forever.
Who have you been talking to?"
would have no song
Hey, Mr. Melody, you got me hummin' to your crazy beat
The more I hear it the more I like it
You really made a hit with me
Mr
of Fame
Mr. Marley, them know your name
Ragamuffin Mr. Marley in the Hall of Fame
When the music hit you, you no feel no pain
In Mt. Zion is where he live
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