send* corrections to the typist [Chorus

repeat: 2X] Mr
Tell. It gone do yo thang (do yo thang) Mr
Tell. It present yo game (sent yo game) Mr
Tell. It gone head and squeal (head and squeal) Can
you see that my hoe ain't going I
thought you was real [Verse

1] I
got Mr Tell. It up on the phone Disturbing
peace inside my home Tryna
tell my biz and shit so he can get inside the throne I
guess the nigga like my song after I fucked a nigga's bitch I'm
fucking niggaz all daily baby ain't gotta snitch Strong
you'll never sell memoir salt don't kill a playa Once
a hoe forever hoes always been a tattle tell Ever
since the third grade still got the same waves Ridin'
and kickin' shit with you And
the hoe know every move I make This
nigga must think I'm dumb Getting'
the numbers out my phone All
around hoe navi - gaty (navigator) lickin' out his tongue 2
waying my bitch and shit he know something' what she don't know Nigga
what you think this a Jenny Jones or Springer show Nigga
I got hoes to give hoe, wit rides and, hoes wit cribs Synonyms
and antonyms negatives, and positives Frankly
what I'm trying to say you can tell the President My
hoe know numbers Gotti on tip she relevant [Chorus]


2] Mr
Tell. It tell the truth is, you jealous or you jes Overprotected?
don't fuck around and get no injection Not
bout the bitch but bout the principle That
you wanna see me living life miserable They
say bullets ain't got no name money ain't got no rules And
a bitch gone do what she want to My
street literature spit at her so quick and smooth She
give a fuck about the hustling doubts that you went through So
get yourself together dawg and tune in tonight She
wanna fuck with a thug Mr Tell. It you too nice All
you wanna do is lick her pussy and hit her bare She
wanna fuck with a nigga that don't really care Yo
gotti hit the bitch and I'll never call her again Same
room same hotel next week with her friend So
Mr Tell. It I hope you linen (listen) Stay
the fuck up out my business [Chorus]


3] Mr
Tell. It don't shoot me down to knock a bitch Mr
Tell. It don't use my name remember, you the shit I
can't help I fucked your hoe and, yo cuz and, yo sissta And
yo ex-girl-lah Mr
Tell. It want to pay be back ain't, that a bitch My
name ain't Kurt so remember that Mr
Tell. It these hoes already know that I'm a dawg Mr
Tell. It can't say nuttin nice then don't speak at all Mr
Tell. It quit bothering me watching, me Following
like a private eye agency Mr
Tell. It just leave me alone Cause
on the real I, don't want to put one in your dome So
leave me alone Mr
Tell. It we tryin' to sleep Quit
leaving message bout where I was last week It's
understood Mr, Tell. It listen close I
ain't married and ya boy don't love the hoe Mr
Tell. It [Chorus]

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