Lyrics:
. Quiet, shhh
Bitch don't make a sound
Yeah
I just put in work she call me Mister
(Hey Mister!)
Get it by the gram, call it Insta
I'm so lazy tell my
Mr. Rosenberg
No, I ain't no fuckin' dummy
Bitch, I'm Mr. Rosenberg
Mr. Rosenberg
Call me Mr. Rosenberg
Made fun of my last name 'til the cash came, Mr
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
(Stop)
Oh yes, wait a minute
Mr. Postman
(Wait)
Wait Mr. Postman
Please Mr. Postman look and see
(Oh yeah)
If there's a letter in your bag
the fantasy end? Yeah
When will the Heaven begin? Yeah
Whoa, now
Hey, Mr. Rager, Mr. Rager
Tell me where you're going
Tell us where you're headed
I
Hey
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
I'm Mr. Reggae Ambassador
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
I'm Mr. Reggae Ambassador
Hey
Play me reggae music in a any condition
Drop
with the blues (ooh)
Going Mr. T with the jewels (ooh)
Get salt over by your boo (ooh)
I ain't never kickin' no spooks
Nigga say he thinkin' bout
you was doin' earlier in that song
You know that lil' tune ya was doin'
Oh yeah
You mean this right here
Yeah, I'm just a hustler on the go
Out
, oh oh oh oh oh
Mr hughes, I ain't missin' you, ayy
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh, woah oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Mr hughes, I ain't missin' you (Oh, yeah)
Oh oh
the fantasy end? Yeah
When will the Heaven begin? Yeah
Whoa, now
Hey, Mr. Rager, Mr. Rager
Tell me where you're going
Tell us where you're headed
I
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You
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,
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?"
Yea, let's get it
You niggas talk like big niggas
These niggas ain't done shit
Free my niggas
Yeah
Tweak with my squad
I move if you tweak with
Oh Mr. Crosby, (Yeah) Oh Mr. Crosby (Ask me son)
All the orchestras are swinging it today
And I wanted to find out what the noise is all about
Do
. Banton, Mr. Banton (every day, ski, ski)
Go unload the cannon (you know what I mean)
Mr. Banton in the bando (Lamborghini, oh yeah)
Hop out the coupe,
as you can be
And it's good to know you're mine all the time (yeah)
Woh Mr. Melody, your lovin' ooh it makes me sing
I like lovin' you, you like lovin'
(Stop)
Oh yes, wait a minute
Mr. Postman
(Wait)
Wait Mr. Postman
(Please Mr. Postman look and see)
Oh yeah
(If there's a letter in your bag
motherfucking lean, nigga
And wearing these motherfucking rockstar jeans
I ain't trash, girl
Oh, yeah
Yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah
Still not smoking, yeah
Ooh
Mr. Miska,
(Stop)
Oh yes, wait a minute
Mr. Postman
(Wait)
Wait Mr. Postman
(Please Mr. Postman look and see)
Oh yeah
(If there's a letter in your bag
the cracks in Mr. Perfect (Yeah)
They would see the cracks in Mr. Perfect (Yeah, yeah)
Oh ah, I do a lot of stupid shit
Hoping I never have to pay for it
Mr.L
Written & Produced By:
Mr. Loveless
Right!
Let's go!
Fuck your 666! I'm a 999!,
Back from the ring of fire just to cross the line!,
I hope you
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 pattern on his tie?
Well then, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Oh, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're
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