B.O.B. - Mr. Mister lyrics

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B.O.B. - Mr. Mister lyrics

I just put in work she call me Mister (Hey Mister!) Mr. 4th quarter Mr. Make it happen Mr. Clean, what's the addict Mr. I keep your b**h happy Mr. Cool, damn near mystical Damn the ice cube Mr. Count, Mr. Chow Mr. Come and get your food Mr. Bruce Leeroy with the kung fu Mr. Rude, Mr. cutting school Finna buss a move Mr. T, Mr. Act a fool Mr. Break the rules Mr. Told you I'll be there at 12 but ain't get in till 2 Mr. Thought I was gon' take her home but left her in a room Mr. Scrooge, Mr. Take it off now b**h get in the pool Mr. I already made it you can't come around Mr. Quiet, shhh b**h don't make a sound Yeah I just put in work she call me Mister (Hey Mister!) Get it by the gram, call it Insta I'm so lazy tell my hoe to get the pitcher Liquor, I'm straight up, she on Margarita mixer Mister I'm Mister I ain't never miss her Mister Bobby Bandz Mr. Long, Mr. Did her wrong Mr. Sing a song Hit a bong, Mr. Cheech and Chong Mr. In my zone Mr. 2Pac Herringbone, on my collar bone Heat is on, mister Mr. got it going on Master Don, black power ranger I do not belong Mr. Outside of the norm Hieroglyph uniform Mr. Candler Rd Mr. Fried rice with the prawns Mr. I mastered the style I'm just working on my form Mr. Solo Dolo, no this ain't no ride along Mr. Me and basic people somehow just don't get along I just brought a couple Negros with me, please don't be alarmed Mr. I guess I overslept and slept through my alarm Mr. Rush, B Rich hit me up, I'm just waking up In the clutch, come through with the clutch Try me you'll get touched Never blink, never lose no sleep n***as huff and puff, claim they running up Who the f**? MC such and such I'm Ryu I done paid my dues I do this sh** daily Mister Mr. Lituation, Mr. f** you pay me Mr. I might be here now, now I'm out in Vegas Mr. If you ain't with the movement, it ain't no conversation Preach