Lyrics:
the auditions, uh, first up, Mr. John Travolta.
(Jimmy Fallon as John Travolta)
She's like, I swear to God, I mean I can't believe you guys are trying to sell
to the suits behind the desk no more
You niggas wear suits 'cause you can't dress no more
You can't say shit to Kanye West no more
I rocked 20,000 people, I
Tough guys, de-gentrify your high rise
Looking more like Ronald than them fucking Fry Guys
Go on uptown fucking señoritas
In Taco Bell screaming, "Viva
But we be getting money so
It has to be Illuminati
And we so 'bout it 'bout it
Now what are you about we be getting money
Call me Mr steve Harvey only
the mask and I seen I couldn't keep her
I thought I had the perfect lady, nice slim jon known to be shady
But this called the aftermath
See I'm living in
serious biz I'm no longer mr nice guy
That clown is gone - no longer mr nice guy
The fun lives on but no - longer mr nice guy
Some times we got
To move on -
to act grown up
See i try to go nuts like cops do for doughnuts
Walk up to the bartender this is a holdup
No more suit and tie mr nice guy
Mr low wage
sleeves when it's short
Wit more bullets than ya favorite wide receiver has caught
And that Randy Mossberg ya Steve Smith and Wesson ya
The shoes pop up
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr toad
Popularized by Bing Crosby
(17) Gina Lollobrigida: Famous Italian
Actress born 1927, still living (93 in 2021)
One
and never come down.
Goodbye Mr. President, so sad you're leaving,
Why did you choose this way?
Why did you plan the great escape?
Goodbye Mr. nice guy
sleeves when it's short
Wit more bullets than ya favorite wide receiver has caught
And that Randy Mossberg ya Steve Smith and Wesson ya
The shoes pop up
Dr Mr...
I’m messing wit ya
Since day 1
I’ve been listening
Wit my ears
I’ve been...
Dr Mr...
I could tell you every lyric
Lyric by lyric
Yo lyrics
thin ice
You push me too far
Welcome to my nightmare
No more Mr. Nice Guy
You can steal my car
And drive it into the lake
You can stick me in
The ladies all love me
For my body and my mind.
I'm slick on the floor as I can be
But ain't no sucker gonna get past me.
Some guys are jealous
Of my
problème
Run Up, You Get Dun Up
Yea, no more nice guy
I played that role too long
Lemme spice the vibe
What's the point of humility?
Finishing last ain't did
wish you a nice night
Doesn't mean that I am Mr Nice Guy
I'm Mr Nice Guy
Ever wonder what life is gonna be like, nope
I'm Mr Nice Guy
In your Dad's
are too far behind,
Who's at the top of the game? No need to remind
But I will - it's me, I am that guy
So naught I'm nice,
Been expanding like rice,
Be nice to have a little breeze.
Breeze on by fuck the cops.
Do we have the cash? We don't have to talk that, hey hey
Get the fuck outta here with
for confirming your catalog
Ain't really worth much
This shit is so depressing
Your son gotta wake up on
Christmas to no presents
Arsonal had the nerve
Member cooking in the kitchen make your kids their so-poor (supper)
Now i'm eating raw shrimp so those days are no more
No more
No more
Said those days
ends speak
Yeah, what you expect? I'm
From the Hollygrove area
Where we see more redskins
Than Steve Spurrier
We know the clock ticking
So we planning
in the rafters
My top 5 consists of the top guys
Me, me, me, me, and me as the top guy
I do not connect with you niggas no Wi-Fi
You fake, what rhymes?
[Joi Starr (Ghostface Killah)]
I, can't, leave these streets alone, no more (Yeah, yo)
[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I'm skinned up, Nikes is
growing
Now I'm headed to the doctor uh
He told me I ain't really got an option
Now I'm walking down the street uh
Mr. Nice Guy looking at me uh
Say he like
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