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MISTER (feat. Ram3thy & Indacouch) Video (MV)




Performed By: Foot
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Kilan Thorns, Jacob Washington




Foot - MISTER (feat. Ram3thy & Indacouch) Lyrics
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Call me Mr. Foot
Everybody pay attention
I'm up workin' before the birds is chirpin' on a mission
All you niggas sleep you stay married to your pillow
I'm married to the money everyday keep adding zeroes
Call me Mr. Tide because I'm the freshest out
Call her Ms. Incredible she gettin' stretched out
And I know these bitches rated E 'cause they for everybody
So I'm Mr. Moseby can't trust anybody in my lobby
I think I got trust issues
You said you had my back I turned around it wasn't you
Brushin' on your little ego when they talkin' the truth
Won't be the nigga standin' still gettin' caught in a loop
That's on dukes
Call me Mr. Nicky Barnes how I drug abuse
I'm so Mr. Nonchalant how I drop the deuce
I can get it for the low like a Dollar Tree
Call me what you want but know that you can call on me
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
Passin' zaza packets that's the way I play my part
I serve it here I serve it there the way I serve that shit's an art
How I'm supposed to turn it up when I got no way to start
Wanna match it in the session but you only brought a cart
Call it easy call it cool
Shinies all blue
Yeah my shoes brand new sippin' hen and juice
How you form a ran through smokin' before school
I say where no I say who man f*ck watch how I do
Still slidin' revenue but I stopped it cause I'm stressin
Wanna jug and rob with your daddy Smith and Wesson
Doodle brain ass nigga but you think you know what's up
But I'd rather ride around than make the uzi throw it up
Allergic to a slide so I'm never caught slippin
Pass me the leash 'cause this bitch nigga trippin
Call it Mr. What you want or what you need cause I'ma get it
Take the lucky out the charm so go get lit off this prescription
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
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English

Call me Mr. Foot
Everybody pay attention
I'm up workin' before the birds is chirpin' on a mission
All you niggas sleep you stay married to your pillow
I'm married to the money everyday keep adding zeroes
Call me Mr. Tide because I'm the freshest out
Call her Ms. Incredible she gettin' stretched out
And I know these bitches rated E 'cause they for everybody
So I'm Mr. Moseby can't trust anybody in my lobby
I think I got trust issues
You said you had my back I turned around it wasn't you
Brushin' on your little ego when they talkin' the truth
Won't be the nigga standin' still gettin' caught in a loop
That's on dukes
Call me Mr. Nicky Barnes how I drug abuse
I'm so Mr. Nonchalant how I drop the deuce
I can get it for the low like a Dollar Tree
Call me what you want but know that you can call on me
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
Passin' zaza packets that's the way I play my part
I serve it here I serve it there the way I serve that shit's an art
How I'm supposed to turn it up when I got no way to start
Wanna match it in the session but you only brought a cart
Call it easy call it cool
Shinies all blue
Yeah my shoes brand new sippin' hen and juice
How you form a ran through smokin' before school
I say where no I say who man f*ck watch how I do
Still slidin' revenue but I stopped it cause I'm stressin
Wanna jug and rob with your daddy Smith and Wesson
Doodle brain ass nigga but you think you know what's up
But I'd rather ride around than make the uzi throw it up
Allergic to a slide so I'm never caught slippin
Pass me the leash 'cause this bitch nigga trippin
Call it Mr. What you want or what you need cause I'ma get it
Take the lucky out the charm so go get lit off this prescription
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
Call me Mr. What you want call me Mr. What you want
Call me Mr. What you need what you need what you want
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Writer: Kilan Thorns, Jacob Washington
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