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Wolf? What's the time, Mr Wolf? 6 o' clock, Dinner time Alice had a better story, class 4 was the place to be Lexia dyslexic, Jack was black, Eve was 6
[Eve] (Drag-on) Ugh (Come on, uh) Uh-huh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Yo, yo (uh, uh) [Eve] Let's talk
if you ever think of Mrs. Santa Claus Sitting by herself on Christmas Eve Maybe you could write a special Christmas card To help poor Mrs. Santa
on Eve why you talking crazy and all stuck up Why you stay trying to play me like yo ass is tough one My own fucking money ain't good enough You got
a frisbee I see that She can't wait to buss it open like it's Christmas Eve Don't have no manners bout to take something I ain't saying please Internet thugs
Mr. Incognito, Incognito Mr. Incognito, Incognito Mr. Incognito, Incognito Mr. Incognito, Incognito Mr. Incognito, Incognito Mr. Incognito,
protector (Huh) Mr. Throw us in they prisons Money is the pleasure (Stop) Mr. Good with interviews Well, tell me, where's the peace (Peace) Mr. Where's
Christmas Eve She had a red dress on She decorated the whole house And knew every Christmas song She was cheeky, sassy, funny Smiled like Mrs. Claus By
Yeah, just call me Young nigga Our money's grown though By the way, let's go, yeah You already know what time it is, let's go I said I'm Young by
(Mr.Cheeks) Yo we come through like balls, see us niggas takin two pulls and pass Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass I pack a .380 in
through the evening but still you think by now she would call it a night but Santa's little Mrs. won't be back until the morning light It's Christmas Eve
the fame, I don't want the money, nigga keep it Niggas stuck up in they ways and they be hatin' for no reason Who that is Boy that's Mr. Stand-On-Business
[Mr.Cheeks ] Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass I back up 3 80 and my
cash grow (Let's get it) Boy Wonder, got the game tied by a lasso, let's go (Whoa, whoa) Mr. Rosenberg Call me Mr. Rosenberg It ain't Jason Rose no more
over there, I'm everywhere they not You never play me, nice try, balling in a nice spot No more Mr. Nice Guy, hello Mr. Nice Watch You don't want no
her net worth by million Spending money like I'm Mr. Ren Spending money like I'm Mr. Ren I pull up in a new black benz Black rims with a bad bitch
of the shadow of death When niggas hold tec's like they mad at the ref That's why I keep a cross on my chest, either that or a vest Do you believe that Eve had
in a song and poetry And even then y'all capitalize off of that Y'all just want to make money, and make money And just take us apart Bit by bit Brick
with no grease I worked so damn hard, but the money, it never increased. I quit my fuckin job, I had no job nigga Put on the mask, get the gloc, it's
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,
What up what up what up, yea Eve let's do it again Hahaha Yea it's the ghost Jada and Eve I squeeze my shit, I don't wave it and leave Y'all
on Gangsta bottle, gangsta trees Gangsta Brat, gangsta Trina and gangsta Eve Gangsta bitch, gangsta ice, gangsta whip Gangsta clothes, gangsta money
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
life My work no get holiday Day by day my work dey pay Globally calling on me MS MR SOFT Baba God na my provider Thank you ALLAH my defender Mr Soft no
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