Lyrics:
name[00:23.21]I caught her in a sauna[00:25.83]I thought she'd be a lady[00:28.68]Missus prima donna[00:31.48]Damn this bitch is crazy[00:34.29]I ain't settle
complication
Gotta break this wall so I can't stop from maintaining
She don't get it, soon it be my missus
Hey, Ms. Parker, where have I been missing? You don't
the missus, I don't respond to no disses
Asked God to alleviate all of my sins
And multiply all of my wins
And to make back whatever I spent
Trying to make it
on finsta
Sippin' on drank, got me losing my liver
If you missin' me, lil shawty take a picture
Shawty my missus, shawty my missus
And I'm not her mister
I'm responsible, I take care of your missus
Niggas living off my verses, they like scriptures
More like weapons
Better keep your distance
Better keep my
you do
You said I wanna be your missus woah
I said I don't have that vision no
Don't know why I think so different yeah
Don't know why I think so
you pick up, won't you pick up
Dime answering my calls, won't you listen
I'm in the wrong, I'm Mr. Wrong, I must've missed the call
Forgive me missus
Let me put a bitch in place, hold
Let me circumvent the system
While you second guess the missus
Realize who's the victim
Playing it off like this
missus?
One at a time do you wanna be my Mrs.
Missus
More reason that I shouldn't miss us
Cos when you sneeze God bless us
I really think they gonna hear us
play with titties
Shit so good
I Might make her Missus
Make her my Missus
Buy you a Tesla cos I'm your best guy
Roll up my rizzla give you all the sex
them switches
It was 20 shots to make and all them shits was no damn misses
I was fuckin' on your missus
Evil twin, we kill him
I was usin' bitches'
how can I salsa
With no dancing partner around
Yeah everybody dances to techno
While I’m on my own with Bolero
And I’m nobody’s missus
Don’t miss those
(yeah)
Spent some good money on some
Flowers for my missus (yeah)
I can spend some money man
Please don't get it twisted
We - We goin' up
High Risk
Uppers
gave a shit
Sittin' with the missus for a bit
Might sit a lil' bit and have a sip
Grip so quick you thought it was another slip
Roll up Mr. Cinnamon
prison
Busted out through indifference
Shout to the missus wondering will you miss us
Welcome to the abyss hun it's kind of vicious
Another note embrace
bout emotions you calling me missus
Pull out my dick
My shooter never misses
I play with her pussy like fidget
Pull on her hair I be reaching extensions
you'd like to meet her
I'd be proud to introduce my missus brahn
What's known as mrs. b
And still I'm bound to say
She's just the same today
As when in
With mister and missus,
Own little blue chairs
You sew your trousseau,
and Robinson Crusoe,
Is not so far from worldly cares,
As our blue
Yeah I'd do it
Hey missus you yell amazing contributions
You know that I don't mind I'm not listening
Know that if I know that if I had to light myself
When Missus Ned McLean (God bless her)
Can get Russian reds to "yes" her,
Then I suppose
Anything goes.
When Rockefeller still can hoard en-
and the missus (kids)
In the stizzy weighin' up, you know this shit get wicked (you know it)
Kill the witness, leave you sleepin' with the fishes (where we
regretting having anything to do with her
Now my hearts racing, I'm burning up and I'm pacing
She was my missus in the making
Watched her throw it all away
pocket
You're sketching my cool
You make me so nasty here comes the girl
She's not permitted to see my world
To see my world
Excuse me, missus
I confess
When Missus Ned McLean (God bless her)
Can get Russian reds to "yes" her,
Then I suppose
Anything goes.
When Rockefeller still can hoard en-
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