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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Fortune
Black Fortune
Performer
Doe Boy
Doe Boy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marquette Monroe
Marquette Monroe
Lyrics
Cotrell Dennard
Cotrell Dennard
Composer
Enoch Harris III
Enoch Harris III
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Rich
Lil Rich
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Who is these niggas? We don't know them I'm from the OSSH Block, old ends or no ends I ain't got no fronts, lean in my colon I'm selling water 'round my way and made the floor damp Your homie dissed and got smoked, my condolence I grab my pole by the waist and then I slow dance I meet the plug by the dock and got the load then I focused then I let it roll like I'm bowlin' I'm Mister where you at right now I'm Mister send it out of town I'm Mister hop out and walk down I'm Mister serve it if it's brown I'm Mister lay that party down I'm Mister crack him in his crown I'm Mister carry that Drac' around I'm Mister sip that drink and drown I'm Mister make the party scram I'm Mister bag 'em full gram I'm Mister do that shit in real life and never on the 'Gram I'm Mister put him in the ground I'm Mister love that choppa sound I'm Mister put potato on the barrel so it don't make a sound Let's roll, or fuck it, never make a sound He pillow talk too much, call me Mister replace a crown Sell him to his dough watch how quick he erase a pound Won't run after no hoe, won't even jog, you chase her down Wizzy keep his blicky, that's like e'ry day (like e'ry day) Gang pull up with switches, come through e'ry way (e'ry way) E'ry day (e'ry day) E'ry day (e'ry day) Momma cashin' like Monet she came from sellin' caine Mary J Blige, but I rob hoe Countin' blues, fuck 'em 'round woo like I'm Pop Smoke Take his main bitch, make her my side hoe (you mines hoe) I blow that shit, like where you at right now, hoe? I'm Mister where you at right now I'm Mister send it out of town I'm Mister hop out and walk down I'm Mister serve it if it's brown I'm Mister lay that party down I'm Mister crack him in his crown I'm Mister carry that Drac' around I'm Mister sip that drink and drown I'm Mister make the party scram I'm Mister bag 'em full gram I'm Mister do that shit in real life and never on the 'Gram I'm Mister put him in the ground I'm Mister love that choppa sound I'm Mister put potato on the barrel so it don't make a sound
Writer(s): Cotrell Dennard, Enoch Harris Iii, Marquette Monroe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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