Lyrics:
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
uh that sounds good
Alright well
I guess I better just head out here
Hahahaha
(The Crowd boos Mr. Choko Noko as he walks onto the stage of Chuckle
changed
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they on the same shit
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they still on the same shit
You can't say nothin', you
Yo Lionel, I went by the bar man, guess they told me outta jail?
Who dat?
They said Mr. Trouble's outta jail!
Mr. Trouble dem outta jail?
They
forgive me for all my sins
If I said it once, I'll say it again
If I did it once, I'd do it again on god
Big, Mr. Big
They call him Mr. Big, Mr. Big, Mr
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
Me and Mr Cool yea that's my baby yea yea
Ain't nobody better nobody can replace him hell nah
Mr. Cool oo
I'm the one he choose
He took me by
Josiah Rey- god damn imma man and I’m feeling like I can and I gotta lil plan, I’m steppin. My gawd I’m steppin, I take shots and I shoot like
Keep that drake on me like Mr.OVO that new production
I be keeping it a stack this that new percussion
Lil bro died behind the wheel shit was deviating
that beat
I get a bitch ignored, dirty feet
.45 made by Orbit, dirty teeth
Huh, dirty mouth, huh, clean it out
Lil' bitch ain't as freaky as she
without explanation
Please don't patrionize me, Mr. Intentional
Oh, ohhh, ohh ohhh
We give rise to ego, by being insecure
The advice that we go,
Leave my sweat on stone tables after gym class
Cornhole skills by the end I could teach a master class
Locker room steals so everyone locked up their bags
niggas once again
I drain with ink and put your blood in my pen
I'm breakin ribs til somethin gives
A nigga got to live and Mr Smith is power god, kid
you?"
[Momma:] "Oh, the boys threw the frisbee over the fence again. And there it is under the bush."
[Mr. Chasen:] "I'll get it for you."
[Momma:]
yourself."
Jimmy: "Oh god."
Momma: "Tracy, do you want some fruit or a sandwich?"
Tracy: "No mom, I'm trying to lose weight. Guy said I'm getting fat."
Momma:
autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't
you vultures oh my god it's OVO
You would have thought I was some kin to casper pulled off in that ghost
Feel like Jeff Hardy by the way I got these
homie from the way heard this he was like,
“oh my god”
Some say that he's gay,
He might be confused,
I don't know if it's straight
Doesn't matter either
I did, to Gods early dawning light
And I was privileged to be as I am to this day
To be with you. To be with you
(movie actor like speech:)
Mr
'Cause no one takes a Mrs. Mills home
Mrs. Mills waits down the stairs
Crimson carpet leads you there
Leaving broken hearts
A trail of those who
from school
Tia you're my second mother, bless you soul
Jumping on the bed by Auntie Dawn, I bumped my head
Oh, she cried so much, I think she thought
shit)
You got on Dior with a Nike Tech, that be that corny shit (that corny shit)
Made so many songs, I could make "Lil Uzi Greatest Hits" (no bap)
God, Wraith)
She hit my phone everyday (Everyday)
Ooh, she wanna fly to the A (oh my God, let's go)
Ooh, pints of the red by the case (Red)
Ooh, I
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
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