x2] Mr. Tell It do yo thang (do yo thang) Mr. Tell It yo game (sent yo game) Mr. It gone head and squeal (head and squeal) Can you see that my hoe going I thought you was
1] I got Mr. Tell It up on the Disturbing inside my home Tryna tell my biz and so he can get inside the throne I guess the nigga like my song I fucked a nigga's bitch I'm fucking niggaz all baby ain't gotta snitch Strong you'll never sell memoir salt don't kill a a hoe forever hoes always been a tattle tell Ever since the third grade still got the same Ridin' and shit with you And the hoe know move I make This must think I'm dumb Getting' the numbers out my All around hoe - gaty (navigator) lickin' out his tongue 2 waying my bitch and shit he know something' what she know Nigga what you think a Jenny Jones or Springer show Nigga I got hoes to give, hoe wit rides, and hoes wit Synonyms and antonyms, and positives what I'm trying to say you can tell the President My hoe know Gotti on tip she relevant
2] Mr. Tell It the truth, is you jealous or you jes? Overprotected fuck around and get no injection Not bout the bitch but the principle you wanna see me living life miserable They say ain't got no name money ain't got no rules And a bitch gone do she want to My street spit at her so quick and smooth She give a fuck the hustling doubts that you went through So get yourself together dawg and in tonight She wanna fuck with a thug Mr. Tell It you too All you wanna do is her pussy and hit her bare She fuck with a nigga that don't really care Yo gotti hit the bitch and I'll never her again Same room same hotel next week her friend So Mr. It I hope you linen (listen) Stay the up out my business
3] Mr. Tell It don't shoot me to knock a bitch Mr. Tell It don't use my name, you the shit I help I fucked your hoe, and yo cuz, and yo sissta and yo Mr. Tell It want to pay be back, that a bitch My name ain't so remember that Mr. Tell It these already know that I'm a dawg Mr. It can't say nuttin nice then don't speak at all Mr. Tell It quit bothering me, me Following a private eye agency Mr. Tell It just leave me Cause on the real, I don't want to put one in your So leave me Mr. It we tryin' to sleep leaving message bout where I was last week It's understood, Mr. It listen close I ain't and ya boy don't love the hoe Mr. It
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