Lyrics:
on the back, she says I'm Mr. Ro
Smooth, just like the silk
Soft and cuddly hug me up like a quilt
I'm a lyrical lover
No take me for no filth
With my
With wear n tear
In his veins
Ya know, I like em how I like em
What can I say
Yea I just like a man to hold me up
Get a little dirty
Got a lot of scruff
tell you Mr.
By then it is too late
'Cause Mr. when you get there
They don't ask, they don't ask what you saved
All they'll want to know, Mr.
Is
Come on get up, this ain't a set up
Don't you give up, come on get up, don't you let up
Don't be taken in by their every crazy word or whim, no
Come
yo I ain't all of that,
Hit ya with the baseball bat,
An' ya want to ill though,
Want to mess around,
You get fucked on the hill bro,
Kick it like
yo I ain't all of that,
Hit ya with the baseball bat,
An' ya want to ill though,
Want to mess around,
You get fucked on the hill bro,
Kick it like
I love you, Scruff oh my god, Scruff
I love you, Scruff!
And I've finally fallen for you
I can't get back i'm steady choking on your
Flaws like
I mean?
Like gainin' weight or nothin' like that, like colossal
Like, know what I mean, like
I heard you were lookin' for me
Hey, Mr. Carter,
to crunk
Mr fuck that label gge
Mr give no fucks
Mr with 2 pump
Mr sign with me
Mr he to crunk mr fuck gge
Mr mr mr get from round mr bout his business
Mr mr
Aye. Mr. Nice Guy. There's no more Mr. Nice Guy
Mr. Nice Guy. There's no more Mr. Nice Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they
I went dancing with the devil last night
Don’t get it twisted he was there by invite
He asked me questions bout my soul and desire
Then showed me how
puff, puff give
No nigga, roll up your own shit
I'm a certified pothead
So you never got that ass while my eyes red
Cali weed got me higher than
yeah)
Then to be fooled by,
And get hurt by you
Cause when I give my love,
I want love in return (oh yeah)
Now I know this is a lesson
Mr.Bigstuff you
tell you Mr.
By then it is too late
'Cause Mr. when you get there
They don't ask, they don't ask what you saved
All they'll want to know, Mr.
Is
around
Oh Mr. just look up
And you will, you will see it comin' down
Excuse me Mr.
But I'm a, I'm a mister too
And you're givin' Mr. a bad name
Mr. like
couldn't get through
Could you just check the line
Just one more time if you can
I'm pretty sure her phone
Wouldn't be answered by no man
Mr. Telephone Man
never thought we'd get here but its feeling overdue
And I promise you I'll make it by the way this sounding
Yeah
Man the way I'm blowing up I swear I'm
rappers spit nice
Goin' hard in the paint, you just get by
See me get high puffer light Mr. Molly
Hittin' switches in the low-low will bruise a Harley
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
like to be cooked in this oven
And baked into a cookie Mr Hand
The hand picked up Jo
After they arrived at their destination by hand travel
They
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
the bullshit
And you going on and on and on
I don't give a fuck what you say
Ugh
You know I'm trying to get paid
Ugh
I need my bread by the end of the day
I
me in this world, I'm so alone
Yes, I love you and I need you, Mr. Jones
I'm in trouble, come and get me, Mr. Jones.
He grew up and got in trouble
'round (yeah, yeah)
Mr. Nigga, Nigga-Nigga
He got the speakers in the trunk with the bass on crunk
Who be riding up in the high rise elevator? (Yeah,
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