Lyrics:
town
Under the bucket that goes down
No one knew of it but three:
Mr Grant, Davis and me
Don't blame me
Don't blame me
I swear by God it is
a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
Livin for whatever it cost's, crimb bosses
It's goin down by the year 2 G
I'm goin be flyin through
(dominicana)
If you got a big ol' booty (ahora que sí) (cubana)
And you like to shake that mother (mexicana)
Let's go (ahora que sí) (colombiana) (Mr
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
(dominicana)
If you got a big ol' booty (ahora que sí) (cubana)
And you like to shake that mother (mexicana)
Let's go (ahora que sí) (colombiana) (Mr
it, shake baby baby
Mr. Dee Jay
Mr. Dee Jay
Mr. Dee Jay now
Mr. Dee Jay
Mr. Dee Jay
Mr. Dee Jay now
Everyday I work hard until the sun is down
It’s my
excuse me Mr.
But I'm a mister too
And you're givin' Mr. a bad name
Mr. like you
So I'm taking the Mr.
From out in front of your name
'Cause it's
today, mine could be so good.
I look into the sky, your waves rush by,
The weather man has lied, it makes me cry.
Hello Mr. Radio, do I disturb
prove it by going out on the sly
Proving your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry (oh Mr. Blue)
Then turn
you check it and see one more time for me
You gotta wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute Mr. Postman
Ooh Mr. Postman
(Mr
you check it and see one more time for me
You gotta wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute Mr. Postman
Ooh Mr. Postman
(Mr
standing there
And about by the way that you moved
I couldn't help the way I stared
There were some mysterious folks
They led me here to you
Lead me
could be so good
I look into the sky, your waves rush by,
The weather man has lied, it makes me cry.
Hello, Mr. Radio, do I disturb you?
Sometimes I
then one day she can't take it no more
And decide to leave
Yeah, I woke up in the middle of the night
And I noticed my girl wasn't by my side
one was making noise ain't it a breech of
Trust look in the gutter, unh, never judge yo book by its cover
Word to the muthafucka I, I didn't studder
on
To keep me company is you
[Chorus]
Mr. Pain, oh, it's you again
Never really wanted us to be such friends
You always seem to show up
When I'm all
prove it by going out on the sly
Proving your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry (oh Mr. Blue)
Then turn
with me
Now I wanna see you get your hands up
Shorty wanna shake it for me
Ladies if you with me, get your hands up
Shake it, shake it, shake it for
to sound too petty
But they use to call me fatty 'til I got with Puff Daddy
Slide (slide), slide (slide)
Dip (dip), shake (shake), we gon' do it like
. Incognito, Incognito (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mr. Incognito is back again
Now all I want is peace and papes and a physical frame
Jotting down my list
you, Mrs. Santa Claus
An' I'll be home before it's Christmas day"
Now all the elves that make the toys for Santa Claus
Spend their one night off
(You got them funny ass colors on, take it off)
If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off
(I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it
Shake, shake, quiver, quiver
I'm awoken by a cold shiver
Wind blows change, change
Sweet rushing through my veins
No, I just might die
You got them funny ass colors on, take it off
If you in the club with ice on we takin' off
I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it
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