Lyrics:
Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people
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
for a nigga
40 Ruger shooters, gave all that I had for a nigga
Where you from, what's your past lil nigga?
And you broke and you mad lil nigga?
Fuck
I’m Mr Wrong not the right one for you boo
And she’s Mrs Wrong not the right one for me too
I finesse her after I hit
I finesse her yoo
Mr Wrong
Mr
So what the fuck gotta say
Fuck Mr. Clynch coming' straight from the playground
Lil whore got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so Chase
much Mr ow much are you charging?
I went on a stag do to London the other year
£5.50 for a motherchuffin' beer
I was broke by the first night, London's
Uh, 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
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
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
on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
Me and Mrs. Jones
Jones
The very first time I met her I
Saw her from across the room
And instantly we both became consumed by the thought
Of she and I being together
Mister
Yeah, hey Mister
Mr. Fourth Quarter, Mr. Make-It-Happen
Mr. Clean, what's the addy? Mr. I-Keep-Your-Bitch-Happy
Mr. Cool, damn, that Mister
I'm Mr Errrthang
Mr fresh caramel latte
Connected so I'm Mr Miyagi
Folding paper Mr Origami
Fly to Death I'm Mr Kamikaze
I'm Mr Errrthang
Yeah I'm Mr
Wamp-wamp, oh, I'ma get you wet-wet
(Jeffery)
Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet
(Jeffery, ohh)
Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet
(Jeffery)
Wamp-wamp, lil
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!
chorus:
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
I just put in work she call me Mister
(Hey Mister!)
Mr. 4th quarter
Mr. Make it happen
Mr. Clean, what's the addict
Mr. I keep your bitch
lobs
Call me, try to shoot you, bet I miss your ass in danger
Lil' clique gettin' into the chamber like the Long Ranger
Mr. Mr. Cop, I mean Mr. fuckin'
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
(brrr)
Hold on lil bitch, which one you workin? (hold on)
I just spent a couple bands on that Birkin (money)
Don't ever front or touch [?] a surgeon
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
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
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
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