Middle Man / Mr. Mister

Ernie, you a fool for this one

Nice than a mother fucker

Than a mother fucker

These days, **** be polite than a mother fucker

Nice than a mother fucker

Smile in your face, I'm nice than a mother fucker

Soon as they thought I fell off

**** true colors shine

Bright than a motherfucker

Bright than a motherfucker

They hate me 'til they meet me, then they hype than a motherfucker

Hype than a motherfucker

That's cool, we was never cool anyway, huh, yeah

That's cool, we was never cool anyway

Ice cube on the pinkie and the middle finger

Looking like we won the Super Bowl anyway

Fuck what you saying to me?

You was just on my dick five yesterdays

Backstabber on your resume

Capping you ain't even got your rent paid

I read the text, what that shit say?

I guess I got a short attention span

I learned it, get it straight from the source, fuck the middle man

Huh, oh, you hating? Don't be mad, don't be salty, don't be bitter, man

I learned it, get it straight from the source, fuck the middle man

Don't got a middle man, middle man

Nice than a mother fucker

Than a motherfucker

These days, **** be polite than a mother fucker

Nice than a motherfucker

Smile in your face, I'm nice than a motherfucker

Soon as they thought I fell off

**** true colors shine

Bright than a motherfucker

Bright than a motherfucker

They hate me 'til they meet me, then they hype than a motherfucker

Hype than a motherfucker

That's cool, we was never cool anyway, huh, yeah

That's cool, we was never cool anyway

Ice cube on the pinkie and the middle finger

Looking like we won the Super Bowl anyway

Huh

Look

DJ's say they support but they still phony

They don't play my shit 'less I got tip on it

They don't play your shit 'less there's a diss on it

Down to die for this shit, but I live for it

For this moment

Had to vent so I hit up the big homie

**** don't even buy albums

But **** still do anything for a deal, homie

Act like this shit don't apply to you, huh

Been in their game, look at how they do, huh

Why do yes mans start off every sentence

With, dog, I wouldn't lie to you

Swag is so malleable, covered in valuables

Now I'm accomplished, start what I set out to do

When we off the colors, not insurmountable

Bankroll unaccountable, down at the phantom blue

Bitches drinking Rosé like it's Mountain Dew

Guess what she down to do, roll up a pound or two

Bro, she already Jigging, ain't no turning back

I can no longer be held accountable

Why you make all that **** music?

All you play is that **** music

Call it what you want

But it ain't an anthem to the strippers moving

(But it ain't an anthem to the strippers moving)

I guess I got a short attention span

I learned it, get it straight from the source, fuck the middle man

Huh, oh, you hating? Don't be mad, don't be salty, don't be bitter, man

I learned it, get it straight from the source, fuck the middle man

Don't I deliver man, deliver man

I just put in work, she call me mister

Yeah (Hey mister)

Mr fourth quarter, Mr make it happen

Mr Clean

What's the addy, Mr I keep your bitch happy

Mr cool, damn near mystical

Damn that 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 gonna take her home but left her in a room

Mr scrooge, Mr take it off now bitch get in the pool

Mr I already made it you can't come around

Mr quite, shhh

Bitch 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

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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

Hieroglyphic uniform

Mr candler road

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

**** huff and puff, claim they running up

Who the fuck? MC such and such

I'm Ryu

I done paid my dues

I do this shit daily mister

Mr Litaution, Mr fuck 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

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

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