Kyn'iee Monday - Mister Lyrics

I'm that mister
Handsome in the kisser
Don't wanna take flickers
Leave me lone with my pitcher, but
Can you hook me with yo homie (why is that)
Can they get to know me (hit em with some facts)
In the bed we can role play (we can act)
4 ways to foreplay (blat)
Dick riding at an all time high (oh my)
Lil Debbies they just want the creme pie (inside)
Fake love, now they want to reply (oop)
How things change as time go by like
Boys talking crazy like we up on a podcast
Never must of seen a real storm up in their forecast
I'm the hurricane in this bitch
Hoes liable to drown once I hit, like
Hmm The Great Galveston
Leave em real wet, soaked lil panties
Eat me like candy, raw like Randy
Billy to my Mandy, Grim comes handy
Top toupee, for crème brûlée
I spiced my ice, you thought i was feeling you
That's that dumb in you, own crew making fun of you
Think you a little snack, wait like a Lunchable?
Wait a minute, let me get all up in it
Beat like a playground, yes I slided
Made up a word, yes I did it
Just make it rhyme, yes I admit it
Do what I want cause I do what I please
No need to tease, ready, release
Cock it back, make it buss
I'm the tea and the fuss, cause
I'm that mister (dirty diaper bitch)
Handsome in the kisser (you busted as shit)
Don't wanna take flickers (can't take my pic)
Leave me lone with my pitcher, but
Can you hook me with yo homie (why is that)
Can they get to know me (hit with some facts)
In the bed we can role play (we can act)
4 ways to foreplay (blat)