Where's Mrs at No I don't know cause they be slim pickings
Waiting' for them girls now where at they be like four chickens
Got some pretty eyes It ain't no lie I need like four biscuit
Tired of waiting round I ain't gong lie now make that shit instant
Two twenty pieces and a dime that be a whole fifty
See that pork over there with beans they left em all shitty
In the stew all the f*ckin time it's getting' too busy
Phone always goin' off the line I be like who is it
Little ammo I put up in a box it cost like two fifty
Little catnip for your little cat now that's a high kitty
Where you goin I'm about to slide but would you slide with me
Where you goin See I need to know don't like no blind mission
What you doin Cooking on the beat because it's my kitchen
I don't care what a hater think cause it's not my business
What is this I got in my cup it's a whole liquid
When they say enough is enough that means stop your bitchin
I can sing on this rap beat and mix it up
I been singing all last year it's time to wrap it up
Been so damn smooth on the beat I started actin up
You can ask anybody who know me I don't ask for much
Where's Mrs at No I don't know cause they be slim pickings
Waiting for them girls now where they at like four chickens
Got some pretty eyes I ain't no lie I need like four biscuit
Tired of waiting round I ain't gong lie now make that shit instant
Two twenty pieces in a dime that be a whole fifty
See that pork over there with beans they left em all shitty
In the stew all the f*cking time it's getting too busy
Phone always goin off the line I be like who is it
COD insta kill magic type of mode I'm in
I'm go berserk with these perks they really soda cans
I ain't really fashion so I had to go and ask a friend
Ain't no one take monster hell nah I had to punch it in
I ain't tryna be your friend nah I'm tryna get it in
Thought I saw a double coulda sworn that you had a twin
Don't know what you have into it's gone I seen it once again
If understanding women was a sport I guess I didn't win
Where's Mrs at No I don't know cause they be slim pickings
Waiting' for them girls now where they at they be like four chickens
Got some pretty eyes I ain't no lie I need like four biscuit
Tired of waiting round I ain't gong lie now make that shit instant
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Where's Mrs at No I don't know cause they be slim pickings
Waiting' for them girls now where at they be like four chickens
Got some pretty eyes It ain't no lie I need like four biscuit
Tired of waiting round I ain't gong lie now make that shit instant
Two twenty pieces and a dime that be a whole fifty
See that pork over there with beans they left em all shitty
In the stew all the f*ckin time it's getting' too busy
Phone always goin' off the line I be like who is it
Little ammo I put up in a box it cost like two fifty
Little catnip for your little cat now that's a high kitty
Where you goin I'm about to slide but would you slide with me
Where you goin See I need to know don't like no blind mission
What you doin Cooking on the beat because it's my kitchen
I don't care what a hater think cause it's not my business
What is this I got in my cup it's a whole liquid
When they say enough is enough that means stop your bitchin
I can sing on this rap beat and mix it up
I been singing all last year it's time to wrap it up
Been so damn smooth on the beat I started actin up
You can ask anybody who know me I don't ask for much
Where's Mrs at No I don't know cause they be slim pickings
Waiting for them girls now where they at like four chickens
Got some pretty eyes I ain't no lie I need like four biscuit
Tired of waiting round I ain't gong lie now make that shit instant
Two twenty pieces in a dime that be a whole fifty
See that pork over there with beans they left em all shitty
In the stew all the f*cking time it's getting too busy
Phone always goin off the line I be like who is it
COD insta kill magic type of mode I'm in
I'm go berserk with these perks they really soda cans
I ain't really fashion so I had to go and ask a friend
Ain't no one take monster hell nah I had to punch it in
I ain't tryna be your friend nah I'm tryna get it in
Thought I saw a double coulda sworn that you had a twin
Don't know what you have into it's gone I seen it once again
If understanding women was a sport I guess I didn't win
Where's Mrs at No I don't know cause they be slim pickings
Waiting' for them girls now where they at they be like four chickens
Got some pretty eyes I ain't no lie I need like four biscuit
Tired of waiting round I ain't gong lie now make that shit instant
Waiting' for them girls now where at they be like four chickens
Got some pretty eyes It ain't no lie I need like four biscuit
Tired of waiting round I ain't gong lie now make that shit instant
Two twenty pieces and a dime that be a whole fifty
See that pork over there with beans they left em all shitty
In the stew all the f*ckin time it's getting' too busy
Phone always goin' off the line I be like who is it
Little ammo I put up in a box it cost like two fifty
Little catnip for your little cat now that's a high kitty
Where you goin I'm about to slide but would you slide with me
Where you goin See I need to know don't like no blind mission
What you doin Cooking on the beat because it's my kitchen
I don't care what a hater think cause it's not my business
What is this I got in my cup it's a whole liquid
When they say enough is enough that means stop your bitchin
I can sing on this rap beat and mix it up
I been singing all last year it's time to wrap it up
Been so damn smooth on the beat I started actin up
You can ask anybody who know me I don't ask for much
Where's Mrs at No I don't know cause they be slim pickings
Waiting for them girls now where they at like four chickens
Got some pretty eyes I ain't no lie I need like four biscuit
Tired of waiting round I ain't gong lie now make that shit instant
Two twenty pieces in a dime that be a whole fifty
See that pork over there with beans they left em all shitty
In the stew all the f*cking time it's getting too busy
Phone always goin off the line I be like who is it
COD insta kill magic type of mode I'm in
I'm go berserk with these perks they really soda cans
I ain't really fashion so I had to go and ask a friend
Ain't no one take monster hell nah I had to punch it in
I ain't tryna be your friend nah I'm tryna get it in
Thought I saw a double coulda sworn that you had a twin
Don't know what you have into it's gone I seen it once again
If understanding women was a sport I guess I didn't win
Where's Mrs at No I don't know cause they be slim pickings
Waiting' for them girls now where they at they be like four chickens
Got some pretty eyes I ain't no lie I need like four biscuit
Tired of waiting round I ain't gong lie now make that shit instant
Writer: Darrel Roberson
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