Mr. prezy, where head be
Bait baby, wait baby
Miami nights, ain't another one
Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson
I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her
Days before my generation uno dungeon family mr
Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne
People thought it was mr bruce wayne
Cause i am a rap master mr. buster
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
At this love thing toe to toe
Shouts to mr rizzo
What, what ... project shit what
Mr. right's running up,
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