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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

[Verse 1]
Who is these ****? We don't know them
I'm from the Oosh block, O ends or no ends
I ain't got no friends, lean in my colon
I'm selling water 'round my way and made the floor damp
[Verse 2]
Your homie dissed and got smoked, my condolence
I grabbed my pole by the waist, and then I slow dance
I met the plug by the dock and got the load in
I focus, then I let it roll like I'm bowling
[Chorus]
I'm Mr. where you at right now
I'm Mr. send it out of town
I'm Mr. hop out and walk down
I'm Mr. serve it if it's brown
I'm Mr. lay that party down
I'm Mr. crack him in his crown
I'm Mr. carry that Drac around
I'm Mr. sip that drank and drowned
I'm Mr. make the party scram
I'm Mr. bag him for a gram
I'm Mr. do that shit in real life and never on the 'Gram
I'm Mr. put 'em in the ground
I'm Mr. love that chopper sound
I'm Mr. put potato on the barrel so it don't make a sound
[Verse 3]
Let's roll, I fuck and never make a sound
He pillow talk too much, call me Mr. Replace A Clown
Send 'em to his door, watch how quick he erase a pound
Won't run after no ho, won't even jog, you chase her down
Beezy keep his blicky, that's like every day
That's like every day
Gang pull up with switches, come through every way
Every day, every day
Every day, every day
Momma gangsta' like Monet, she came from sellin' 'caine
Oh, really
Mary J. Blige, but I rob, ho
Countin' blues, fuck 'em 'round, woo like I'm Pop Smoke
Take his main bitch, make her my side ho
You mines, ho
I blow that shit, like where you at right now, ho?
[Chorus]
I'm Mr. where you at right now
I'm Mr. send it out of town
I'm Mr. hop out and walk down
I'm Mr. serve it if it's brown
I'm Mr. lay that party down
I'm Mr. crack him in his crown
I'm Mr. carry that Drac around
I'm Mr. sip that drank and drowned
I'm Mr. make the party scram
I'm Mr. bag him for a gram
I'm Mr. do that shit in real life and never on the 'Gram
I'm Mr. put 'em in the ground
I'm Mr. love that chopper sound
I'm Mr. put potato on the barrel so it don't make a sound
Written by: Cotrell Dennard, Enoch Harris III, Marquette Monroe
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