x2] Mr. Tell It gone do yo (do yo thang) Mr. It present yo game (sent yo game) Mr. Tell It gone and squeal (head and squeal) Can you see my hoe ain't going I you was real
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 after I fucked a nigga's bitch I'm fucking niggaz all daily ain't gotta snitch you'll never sell memoir salt don't kill a playa Once a hoe forever always been a tattle tell since the third grade still got the same waves Ridin' and shit with you And the hoe know every I make nigga must think I'm dumb Getting' the out my phone All around hoe navi - (navigator) lickin' out his tongue 2 waying my and shit he know something' what she don't know Nigga you think this a Jenny Jones or Springer show Nigga I got hoes to give, hoe wit rides, and hoes wit and antonyms, negatives and positives Frankly what I'm trying to say you can tell the My hoe numbers Gotti on tip she relevant
2] Mr. Tell It tell the truth, is you or you jes? don't fuck around and get no injection Not bout the but bout the principle That you wanna see me life miserable They say bullets ain't got no name money got no rules And a bitch gone do what she to My street literature spit at her so quick and She a fuck about the hustling doubts that you went through So get yourself together and tune in tonight She wanna fuck a thug Mr. Tell It you too nice All you wanna do is lick her and hit her bare She wanna fuck with a nigga don't really care Yo gotti hit the bitch and I'll call her again Same room same next week with her friend So Mr. Tell It I hope you (listen) Stay the up out my business
3] Mr. Tell It don't shoot me down to a bitch Mr. Tell It use my name, remember you the shit I can't I fucked your hoe, and yo cuz, and yo sissta and yo Mr. Tell It to pay be back, ain't that a bitch My name Kurt so remember that Mr. Tell It these hoes know that I'm a dawg Mr. It can't say nuttin nice then don't speak at all Mr. Tell It bothering me, watching me Following a private eye agency Mr. Tell It leave me alone Cause on the real, I want to put one in your dome So me alone Mr. Tell It we tryin' to Quit leaving bout where I was last week It's understood, Mr. Tell It close I ain't married and ya boy love the hoe Mr. It
[Chorus: until end]