Mister 歌詞
Mister - Young Nudy/Pi'erre Bourne/21 Savage
Lyrics by：Quantavious T. Thomas/Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jordan Jenks/Joe Hall
Composed by：Quantavious T. Thomas/Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jordan Jenks/Joe Hall
Young Nudy：
Uh-huh
Mister Traphouse
Traphouse
Mister Dopeboy
Mister Dopeboy
Mister Slimeball
Mister Slime
Mister Get My Pack Back
Get that pack back
Mister Ran Off
Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here
I ain't bringin' nothin' back
Mister Coffin' Them
Leave 'em dead for real
Dead for real
I got sticks
We got sticks
Put 'em in his face ooh he stiff
Ooh he stiff
Leave 'em cold and still
Cold
B***h I'm cold for real
I'm cold for real
Heart so cold for real
Heart so cold
Don't show no love for real
Young Nudy：
All my life I've been a hustler
Yeah
Dopeboy cap peeler street young n***a
Get that money f**k these h*es
All I know is freaks up
Stack that money blue hunnid
Ten thousand daily
Y'all n***as talk crazy with that fire out
Know I'ma let that fire out
Bah
Rush him n***a bust him
N***a be talkin' like h*es
Pull up on 'em then I bust 'em
Boom
Ain't really with that tongue wrestlin'
Y'all n***as talkin' cap
Y'all n***as really 'bout the cap rap
Pull out the strap n***a know I got that strap
Bah
Yeah I'm packin' you lackin'
Yeah
Y'all n***as ain't 'bout no action
Yerr
N***a I'm 'bout the action
Huh
I got the lights camera action
Okay
Yeah that s**t get to flashin'
Flah flah
D**n d**n don't nobody know what happened
Don't nobody know what happened
Don't nobody know what happened
Don't nobody know what happened
D**n okay
Young Nudy/21 Savage：
Uh-huh
Mister Traphouse
Traphouse
Mister Dopeboy
Mister Dopeboy
Mister Slimeball
Mister Slime
Mister Get My Pack Back
Get that pack back
Mister Ran Off
Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here
I ain't bringin' nothin' back
Mister Coffin' Them
Leave 'em dead for real
Dead for real
I got sticks
We got sticks
Put 'em in his face ooh he stiff
Ooh he stiff
Leave 'em cold and still
Cold
B***h I'm cold for real
I'm cold for real
Heart so cold for real
Heart so cold
Don't show no love for real
Don't show no love for real
Uh uh uh
21 Savage：
21
Mister Slaughter Gang
Gang gang
Mister Take Yo' H*e
Yeah
Mister Run a Train
Straight up
Mister F**k a Rapper N***a I'm Debo tuck your chain
On God
Got amnesia f**k your cigarette I don't remember a thing
Straight up
Hit Candler Road put ten on my ride any car I want I buy it
Couple n***as out here tryna switch sides hit a b***h boy that's fire
P***y
Gang gang ain't on none of that friendly s**t we ain't givin' high fives
Facts
You out here runnin' yo' mouth like a p***y cat
But you ain't got nine lives
Rat
Mister Stick Talk
21
Mister White Chalk
21
I don't need no co-sign 'cause The 6 vouch
21 21
Yo' wifey at the slaughterhouse we whippin' d**ks out
On God
She sucked me then she sucked my brother she got a big mouth
Straight up straight up
Young Nudy：
Uh-huh
Mister Traphouse
Traphouse
Mister Dopeboy
Mister Dopeboy
Mister Slimeball
Mister Slime
Mister Get My Pack Back
Get that pack back
Mister Ran Off
Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here
I ain't bringin' nothin' back
Mister Coffin' Them
Leave 'em dead for real
Dead for real
I got sticks
We got sticks
Put 'em in his face ooh he stiff
Ooh he stiff
Leave 'em cold and still
Cold
B***h I'm cold for real
I'm cold for real
Heart so cold for real
Heart so cold
Don't show no love for real
Don't show no love for real