x2] Mr. It gone do yo thang (do yo thang) Mr. It present yo game (sent yo game) Mr. Tell It head and squeal (head and squeal) Can you see my hoe ain't going I thought you was
1] I got Mr. It up on the phone Disturbing peace my home Tryna tell my biz and shit so he can get the throne I guess the nigga like my after I fucked a nigga's bitch I'm fucking niggaz all daily baby gotta snitch Strong you'll never sell memoir salt kill a playa Once a hoe forever hoes always a tattle tell since the third grade still got the same waves Ridin' and kickin' with you And the hoe know every move I This nigga must I'm dumb Getting' the out my phone All around hoe navi - gaty (navigator) lickin' out his 2 waying my bitch and shit he know something' what she know Nigga what you think this a Jenny Jones or Springer I got hoes to give, hoe wit rides, and hoes wit cribs Synonyms and antonyms, negatives and what I'm trying to say you can tell the President My hoe numbers 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 the bitch 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 gone do what she want to My literature spit at her so quick and smooth She give a fuck about the hustling 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 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 hotel next with her friend So Mr. It I hope you linen (listen) Stay the fuck up out my
3] Mr. Tell It don't shoot me down to knock a Mr. Tell It don't use my name, you the shit I can't help I fucked hoe, and yo cuz, and yo sissta and yo Mr. Tell It want to pay be back, ain't a bitch My name ain't so remember that Mr. Tell It these already know that I'm a dawg Mr. Tell It can't say nuttin nice don't speak at all Mr. Tell It bothering me, watching me Following a private eye agency Mr. Tell It just me alone on the real, I don't want to put one in your dome So me alone Mr. Tell It we tryin' to Quit leaving message bout where I was last understood, Mr. Tell It listen close I ain't married and ya boy don't the hoe Mr. It
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