Lyrics:
a ransom (jeeze)
Don't play dumb muhfucka this the anthem (yeah)
I'm the lead lil nigga you the stand in
Ok, big money, big cash, Portland in this
standing by.
How does that make you feel?)
Help me.
Mr. Popeil!
I wanna shine some pennies!
I wanna mend some leather!
I wanna Krazy-glue my head
worship fake gods
I deal
When the money callin
Never let it rang
Whatchu need I got it
Prolly sell it by the eighth
Mr.Workaholic
Always make the play
Mr
. Incognito, Incognito (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mr. Incognito is back again
Now all I want is peace and papes and a physical frame
Jotting down my list
(They know)
I just want (Yeah)
They just want (Yeah)
We just want respect
Mr. Officer (Listen)
Mr. Disrespect (Listen)
Mr. Labeled me a threat
Mr. Charlie
Stacking my cash got this shit feeling sweet
Acting all tough but u causing scene
The way my top is shinning im like mr clean
Smoking my loud I ain't
her, "Work it"
She want a Birkin, I told her, woo
A hunnid thousand for a bag (hunnid)
That's a whole lotta cash (cash)
I bought a watch and made
I know we all sound the same
We probably all sound the same
Hey girl I’m Mr right. I’m Mr Good. I’m Mr Cash
I’m Mr...fuck all that
Girl I’m Mr Right
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
Let's go, dip it
the fat sack with backpack with the green cash
Rat tat tat Mr. big dad nigga so rad nigga so rad if I want that nigga take that
I run up to the sun up
Heffey:
"I'm in the booth right now, bitch!"
Heffey: "Hmm? Huh?!"
Heffey: "They hating!"
Juice: "Lil bitch!"
Run up them bands
Count up that cash
Run
you fade away money come every day
You can get it anyway
See I'm gettin' it every way lil Kodak
Salute me I'm Mr k where is my cape?
Super Koly save
stood there watching
And I was hypnotized
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
And I was lost inside your world with you
Hey Mr
yeh)
Fuck the past lil mama
Turn up have a blast lil mama
(Fuck the past and turn up)
12345
678910 she a dime
Slim thick
She a vibe
I want ha all da time
Yeah
They don't want no beef, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm like, yeah, I'ma fuck with 'em, though
(FOREVEROLLING)
(Flexin' on that)
I'm doin'
Hey Mr President
And baby And baby
Oh Mr President
And baby And baby
Oh Mr President
Caviar on summer sunrise
I feel so good by his side
Want
daddy paid, drive a Bentley B
In by the lights, can't be for the streets
I could never understand her obsession with me
I got bitches
On the low low
They
I stick to the code and stay in control like mr.miyagi
Try to learn from a pro they study my flow I'm mr.miyagi
I know my shit go I feel like
went from rocks to zines
Writin' raps and movies
I went from trustin' these tricks
Now they all want to sue me, so fuck 'em all!
(That's right, bitch,
you wanna go that route
Say you must be crazy (hey girl you must have giddy)
To still want to be my lady, yeeeah (mr lover, come back to me, ha)
(yeah) what? (Uh, slatt, ooh)
If I'm a bitch then I'm the baddest bitch
(Baddest bitch, what?)
Ooh, cash, cash, cash, cash, bih (Cash)
Sir Flex-a-Lot (A
the post service duck and dodge and I'm a track that cash
When I hit Lil momma from the back I'm Mr smack that ass
Mr went to jail and focused up and got his
let it goooo
Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
Naughty by
shit, but I'll tackle it
You want me to break it down, I'm a fracture it
My mind is wanderin', I can't find it
But ten times outta ten, my mind
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