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MR. (feat. Twan2Ratchet)

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Hello?

Call me Mils.

Bitch that said they call me Mils.

On the beat.

This is something called me miss.

Miss.

I don't.

I'm just a fucking nigga with a bitch.

I'm just a swing that motherfucker stick, man.

Hold on.

Yo, we standing on a red sheet bean and then playboy give her a call when I feed it then.

Yeah.

Swing and stick.

Everybody here, that's feet.

Torn with the cleats.

I got to walk up in there.

He got that stick.

I like Cent, I hate about many men.

I don't need no nigga with no family spin.

These eight calories, we done did it again.

Baby, I won't walk.

You can keep the gym.

Uh, uh, you gonna bring a friend.

Uh, totally tagging in.

Totally tagging in.

I'm the slime with them walls.

We don't do this, friend.

These niggas shit like Benz.

Yeah, these niggas sweet.

Somebody can't can.

I just shot you in the hole.

Nigga feel like Randy.

But you trying to get, I don't say a Grammy.

Been in this shit so long, nigga, I need a Grammy.

Thought he got that bad.

He just got a whammy.

Am I hooking on your car?

She said, please don't scare me.

But she got a taste.

Nigga, me and that thot, we gonna get away.

Front seat, and I done trumped.

Nigga need trump.

Still done that shit on the one.

Feeling like Zion when he done.

How do you niggas broke?

Get some money.

See you in the club.

Hold up.

Mr. Fucking little bitch.

We're swimming off the station.

We just say our hair by being a man.

I don't need no nigga when I'm feeling speed.

I don't need no nigga.

Wanna finish me?

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