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Mister

Real nigga shit, niggas
Truth be told, I don't with them
Money my
Hating is a
Say she did, well she finna learn
I got hoes, all of them dyke
Pick and nigga, all of them right
had shit, now my money burn
Ever a mill'? Well you finna learn

1]
Heard you mad
I'm doing bad
I just a Benz
Talking tags
your girl around
I bet I'm that
She coming me
why you really mad
Get ass into that Jeep
Bet all she freaky
You must be hoe
No out of me
She give me pussy
Proud to be me
I slide that on
Just it's going deep
Beat that pussy
Keep sounds
I step on the
Knock that out
just what I do
Bitch I'm on the
a rock
Pineapple
Now that's low
I am no Joe
You niggas a joke
See me I'm dough
That's all I fucking do, and all I know
I hear them mad
One thing that you know

2]
So it up a notch
out the box
Candy drop
with my knots
Boy nigga fly
six a tie
Broward boy
and see me now
I might buy a house, a fucking pool
a bitch for fun
That's just I do
them bring the hate
I might buy a
Now why you mad? Because I'm stunting and you do
Get your money
I can you things
Big nigga
carat rings
Holy flow
the Holy Ghost
Mister
them it's time to go
Now that's gutter shit
I'm on other shit
Hood boy
That's who you fucking
So put your away
I'm about paid
And if he say he not
I bet nigga gay