Luyện nghe bài hát No More Mister Nice Guy

(Ah yeah)
(Y'all hoes)
(Check out)

(Bitch)

bitch
No more Mister Guy
Y'all bitches check this shit out here now
Word up,
No Mister Nice Guy
all the bullshit
Fuck all that shit
No Mister Nice Guy

(You are not the sensitive man you to be)

I used to be romantic and
But now I hit the skins, I right in, and then get rid of it
Cause I remember when you used to me like a stepson
You hung for fun but yo, I wasn't gettin wet none
Treated you like you was a big as Madonna
I took you out on to go eat steaks at Benny Harner's
I you on the telephone to see what you was doin
Took a to the zoo and bulls were steady tryina do it
??? but I didn't get my off
Talkin bout boots, I didn't even get your socks off
everything inside the book to get you naked
I guess the candlelight dinners and Spinners records didn't it
But yo, I'm still ringin your holdin roses
We might as been Eskimos in clothes rubbin noses
I woulda gave you from out the sky
But as I got the pie
Poof - no more Mister Guy

(You bitch)
Bitch you're real funny with your pussy
bitch
No more Mister Guy
Bitch I waitin for like a fuckin month and a half
up baby
No more Mister Guy
the fuck is the problem?
What's the
Fuck that
No more Nice Guy
Fuck you and pussy
(Bitch)
(Ah yeah)
(What's the matter, burning?)

Thinkin bout the times I doors and pulled your chair out
But now I got you stressed, a mess pullin your hair out
I used to come and you with mad flowers and candies
But all that shit when I got into the panties
Now you're beggin me to bang her
I come to bust a nut off of a job or fuck you with my finger
Before I got the cunt I was little rubber-duckie
But now you see me three times a month if you're
I used to buy you clothes as we doze in a
Now you're gettin called all kinda hoes and a broken
you out for movies and dinner
Now I pack a and rent a blockbuster tape and run up in ya
Before I woulda done to see you nude
Now you ??? hump or gotta nease noff like Scrooge
It ain't no pickin you up dressed out in a suit and tie
Bitch, no more Mister Guy

Bitch, I'm you right now
It all that
Aw you
I don't it no more
Suck my
Fuck your
stinks

When we first went to bed I used to your head spinnin
But now I hit quick and give a speed while in it
Yeah, I used flip you Jack the Ripper the stripper
Now I'm to date when I get lipstick on my zipper
Just me a cut, and all of a sudden
I'm steady (nuttin) (nuttin) on your shirt buttons
So get a as my tip starts to sprinkle
It from your lip to your hip to your ankle
And that's for all the times you used to try to play me,
My name Miss Daisy, but thanks for the ride, lady
Because you rode me like a hoe inside a
And now the nitwit is dick-whipped like Toby-o
I wish you would light a cigarette that I smoke
The only i be puttin on is my raincoat
I used to the hookers flier than sky high
But now I'm a guy, no more Mister Nice Guy

(You bitch)
Now I you bitches understand
I tried to you bitches
my dick
Suck my
all you bitches
Fuck
No more Nice Guy
Suck my and suck my nipple
all our dicks bitch
you

No more Mister Guy
I don't give a fuck no bitch, now I'm maaaad
No Mister Nice Guy
Come on, you

Fuck bitch
I'm mad now
I'm you
You got me pissed off
I can't have the pussy no
Fuck bitch
Even if I have to it
make me take it
I'm you
(Take that, muthafucka)