Lyrics:
innocent
I can, I can get you right
Me and my homie, endorphins are air tight
Pleasure's what I swear by
My one code there's no code
Do what thou will
You're all a bunch of fuckin' assholes, you know why
You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be
You need to be more than that
Mr. Bad Guy
Mr
Yo
Am back in business goddamn it
Versatile Biatch
Shad out Twist
Has anybody seen Mr Rockson
Uh uh uh uh
Have you seen mister?
Have you seen him?
're on a lame run
And I promise you, we'll never change up
That's my twin
Mr. Godino
Mr. Godino, yeah
Mr. Godino
Mr. Godino
That's my twin
Mr. Godino
Mr. Godino,
now
Hey, Mr. Rager, Mr. Rager
Tell me where you're going
Tell us where you're headed
I'm off on an adventure
Mr. Rager, tell me some of your
"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I
Phone Dial
Jiby
Ugh
Ahh
Shut up shut up
Ahhh
Umm (picks up phone)
Jello Jiby speaking
Mr. Mooks
Jibyyyyyyy
Ahhhhh
What did you do
Jiby
I have no idea
You're a mean one, Mr grinch
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus
You're as charming as an eel
Mr grinch (oh Mr grinch)
You're a bad
Yeah, yeah, me and you
Yeah, shit, yeah, yeah
I don't give a shit
They call me Mr. Disrespectful
I'll fuck a bitch and leave him on a whole different
my wife
You're my Mrs Ad Gun, Mrs Ad Gun
You're my Mrs Ad Gun, Mrs Ad Gun
You're my Mrs Ad Gun (Oooooh oooh) Mrs Ad Gun
You're my Mrs Ad Gun, Mrs Ad
wanna experience love if i can't experience it with you
Tryna give you what you deserving
You can get your own bag but i'm a still get you that burkin
fans use to call me
They call me Mr talkson Soro Soro . Master
Stand by the microphone say my Speech
All people give me ears let me Feed you with
Mr. Right
Mr. Right
Mr. Right
Mr. Right
Mr. Right
Mr. Right
I turn the radio on
Tell them play another song
Don't you know the holidays
fun
Let's Drive to Vegas
Get married by Elvis
Let's bet it on all red
And let's do it all over again
Mrs. Parker can I chill in yo driveway
Mrs. Parker
Can I live?
Hell yeah but you still gon die
C'mon nigga you a thug
But I'm still gon cry
And you done learned off experience
I'm still gon ride
Can I live? Hell, yeah but you still gon' die
C'mon, nigga, you a thug but I'm still gon' cry
An' you done learned off experience, I'm still gon'
(The owner does not respond)
Mr praline: 'Ello, Miss?
Owner: What do you mean "miss"?
Mr praline: I'm sorry
I have a cold i wish to make a complaint!
and stayed by my
side,(by my side) what really hurt me is I broke your heart, baby you
a good girl and I had no right, I really wanna make things right, cause
the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet
By the sea, Mr. Todd, oh, I know you'd love it
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house what we'd almost
an undisturbed listening experience
On behalf of Mr. Ross, we thank you
Please, enjoy
Whoa (ha, ha, ha)
Leave it to the pretty poison
I'm talking 'bout you
many days you passed me by
See the tears standin' in my eyes
You didn't stop to make me feel better
By leavin' me a card or a letter
Mister Postman
the sudden behind the counter
He saw the hand of Mr Hand
The hand spoke to Jo Jinnan Jr and said What do you want in this life Jo
Jo replied Mr Hand I would
your eye's bruised
Easy murder a man
He's a good MC but he can't write tunes
Shouting like the mic ain't switched on
Is that him or Mr wong? You
Tollou Way
refrain
Yeah yeah yeah
Tolou way leuh nigger
Tolou way leuh nigger
Dou expérience mais tolou way leuh nigger
Meuno sone bayi my
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