Lyrics:
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,
Godzilla got pissed and began to attack
But he didn't expect to be blocked by Shaq
Who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq Fu
When Aaron Carter came out
you're walking in
Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood
Now, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio
But you love your daddy's vinyl, old time
you're walking in
Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood
Now, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio
But you love your daddy's vinyl, old time
Oh yeah, oh yeah (yeah) pull up, pull up
Pull up, on gang (Oh woah)
Mr ice Cream man (Ice)
Mr ice Cream man (Cream)
Mr ice Cream man (Ice)
Mr ice
Mr. Incognito, Incognito
Mr. Incognito, Incognito
Mr. Incognito, Incognito
Mr. Incognito, Incognito
Mr. Incognito, Incognito
Mr. Incognito,
Riding round inside my new thing
They gon' say me Mr. Owe me
Rest in peace Big and Nakas
I had to get it by my lonely
Windows tinted like I'm Bruce
Mr. Do it by himself when I go out on that drill
Who that is
Mr. Turn up on a bitch
Mr. Get his ass on, Mr. Check him off the list
Who that is
Boy
this stuff really creeps up, and now I've got grease stuck
Up in my cheek scruff, but I couldn't give three fucks
I mean, what the fuck do you mean huh
I
Oh, Mr block, you were born by mistake
You take the cake, you make me ache
Tie a rock on your block
And then jump in the lake
Kindly do that for
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
. front up on me know I'm gonna shoot by the way
I said it's on by the way, I'm in the zone by the way
You can call me Mr. Get 'Em Gone by the way
I did it
Mr. Blue
Mr. Brown, Mr. White, Mr. Blonde, Mr. Orange
Mr. Pink, Mr. Blue, Nice Guy Eddie
Reserve Voyeur D.A.W.g'$ Shit!
Get your max out mother fuckers!
Can you keep a straight face
Can you live out of place
Can you give up some space
Is this even a race
Think you need a new spiel
One that seems real
But I got the radio bumpin' Jagged Edge by the bed
When you wanna get up witcha cutty buddy
Come on and dip off through the hideout with Twist'
But
the man)
Pain in my cup, weed in my hand (in my hand)
Load up the ninas, give them boy a tan
Go, go, gang (ski, ski)
Go, go, go, gang
Go, go, gang (ski,
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 sexual physique, jah
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, 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
Oh, Mr President!
Get a tie, get a suit and tie guy
He work me from 9-5
Come home make me go na-night
Got me so high I'm seeing sky
Big man he
what
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on the floor, let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it
give a fuck my nigga
You know I come from the hood I barely can trust my nigga
I'm trying to get up right now show me who the plug out here for the low
L's up .... or youll be lost boy
(Get em up up up )
0:24 Mr Cheeks
Yeh
you rocking wit the lost boyz n*gga
you rocking wit the lost boyz
yeh u
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