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[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 Letras de cancionesMy hoe know numbers Gotti on tip she relevant [Chorus] [Verse 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] [Verse 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] - repeat until end From Letras Mania