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mister 3 - so perfect lyrics

[verse 1]
cool ranch on my body
dirty mouth so potty
keep your black -ss off these red…
cause that paper chase them…
if i’m ridin’ around and i’m gettin it
charge the game with interest
this diction cause mad friction
with these b-tches all in my pension
…these other n-ggas
ain’t got a chance, no father figure
couple banks i’m known to break
couple steaks on my dinner plate
we eatin’ good in this household
field n-ggas in households
slavery ain’t sh-t to me
but if you like it hard, then you’ll like the 3
ain’t slept for sh-t in like 6 days
sn-tched your chick in like 6 ways
show money like 6k
you half kelly that’s 6-play
i ain’t keepin’ … with the foreplay
you b-tch bussin’ that’s horse play
we puffin loud that’s …
no question b-tch, it’s just obey

[hook]
i ain’t got no shoes on
eatin’ pizza on my cell phone
talkin’ sh-t to all the hoes
mr. 3, i want some mo’
girl you talkin’ to a playa
so you get no place todaya

[verse 2]
i’m done with hoes at the gucci sto’
like hood rats at the gucci shows
got all the burrprint mixtapes
all in her fridge that drink grape
them swishas too, you know it boo
i’m livin’ good with a freak or two
chillin’ out in my condo
i shake a b-tch like rondo
i never feel real nervous
that’s real hard to do when you perfect
i slipped up but i’m learnin’ how to end n-ggas whole service
so don’t come at ya boy sideways
sippin’ wine on a fine day
hide and seek can’t find me
i’m in the cut, so grimy
you know a boss when you see one
heed the word i be one
ain’t a lot of fun when you see one
i got a sack if you need one
got a couple hoes if you need one
monogamy ain’t no fun
baking buns all in the sun
if you f-cks with we you f-cks with one

[hook]

[bridge]
ice cold brew
50 grand and some newports
yella bone stallion in my t-shirt and some booty shirts
my cup over-filled
it’s luck over will
we all gotta k!ll, if you don’t then i will

i need a ice cold brew
50 grand and some newports
yella bone stallion in my t-shirt and some booty shirts
my cup over-filled
it’s luck over will
we all gotta k!ll, if you don’t then i will

hipster b-tches be quiet, hipster b-tches be quiet
say you don’t like me, but you gon’ eat this d-ck and like it

[hook]

- mister 3 lyrics

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