Lyrics:
I'm incredible I mix up shit like cake mix
Keep it blazin hot rhymes burn to keep you frost bit
MC's is assed out cause they lost it
Peep my
I've got two-dozen roses
And a card that says, "Baby, I can't wait to see you later"
We made dinner reservations
At Nobu, Mr. Chow's, you just
And now things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not
It's simple
Julie Christie, the rumors are true
As the pages turn, my eyes are glued
To the movie star and his sordid life
Mr. X and his old-suffering wife
Mr Happy, is there another way
I swear I'll do everything else that you say
and he tries to take my hand
and I just don't understand
what he is telling
Don't start me talking, I could talk all night
My mind goes sleepwalking while I'm putting the world to rights
Called careers information, have you
The time has come I'm gonna cast my spell
You see standing by the window waiting for you to show
I know that's why I call you Mr. 12 double O
Got me covered
went away
And you left me all alone and exposed
Waiting by the phone
For a call that never came my way
I should have known that integrity
Was never quite
Everyone calls me a shameless flirt
He's my senior by a couple hundred years
Uh oh Mr Phantom
I think you're very handsome
Uh oh Mr Phantom
I think you're
And I feel the same
We ought to be sure I know by now
But if we can prove our love
Like this and like that I gonna move along
Like this and like
insane about my cash
They should re-open alcatraz
And sentance with a
Life without rehabillitaion
Fuck Governor Schwarzenegger
It's my statment
Dear Mr
and she takes a nap
By the end of my shift I lost my mind
On the way home I had to blow off steam
I rang my man so I could finally scream
But everytime I
diamond, do you like the way I'm dressed
Cool, keep the faith and be my mate
Cause all we need is feet
(And rollerskates)
But promote the hustle cause it
we're all in Space
You're orthodox, a pillar of your Creed
I'm a Space-alien, or so you've decreed
By the way, Mr. Man, you've got it all wrong,
plate?
She say I'm Hollywood
Well shit I must be on my way
With my Louis luggage straight to Californ-ia
I hit my nigga K
Like meet me by the port by eight
of the late night shifts
You see me
She trying to be in the club twerkin, twerkin, twerkin
All up on this dick (ooh)
Yeah, so Mr. Manager
This is my two weeks
Mrs. Uncertainty
1.
Hey Mrs. Uncertainty you are with me day by day I don't want you all the time
I hate to be your slave
Ref.
you make me doubt, you
though we no more
Mr. Star, much love to Navi, Butcher, D-Lo, (Miss Cole)
Butcher source of Quran right now, it's all good, much love to ya!
All my
It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
It's a must I redeem my name and haters get mushed
Bitches lust, man, they love me when I lay in
just bright as a star
You light my way
Mrs Wonderful
You miss two wings and you can fly,
Take what you need no wondering why,
It's just the weak will
a crib for your mama
One too many enemies, they all for the drama
Count your money by the millions, way too many commas
Yeah, my nigga Jeezy
Shinin'
You see you took all my sugar money and my stetson hat
You better go up the way and be gone before I get back
Because I got a new 45 and by god I
I've got two-dozen roses
And a card that says, "Baby, I can't wait to see you later"
We made dinner reservations
At Nobu, Mr. Chow's, you just
at they laces
You know careers take off, just gotta be patient
Mr. One through Five, that's the only logic
Fake my death, go to Cuba, that's the only
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