Radio k**a
My publisher loves when I do this
It's the R and B gorilla
Call the radio right now
The n***a Dream done put it down again
Dream done put it down again
Radio k**a Every time you bring you a** around
I put it down
Cupid ain't got sh** on me
Loading up my arrow, co*king back your bow
Cupid ain't got sh** on me
No, no, no
She said all these n***as be poppin' that bullsh**
But I be in it like a preacher in a pulpit
It ain't they fault cause I'm sure that they mean you well
But every time they fail she runs right back to Mr. Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come back to Mr. Yeah Come here lil' baby, let me do, do that body like it ought to be done
And how could somebody mistreat a body that's hotter than one hundred suns
You deserve a better man and I got the better plan
Cupid ain't got sh** on me
I'm harder than Superman, I bounce back like a rubber band
These n***as ain't got sh** on me, you know it
See all these n***as be poppin' that bullsh**
But I been in it like a preacher in a pulpit.
It ain't they fault cause I know they mean you well
Every time you fail, she runs right back to Mr. Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come back to Mr. Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me here you say, eh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me here you say, eh
Kissin' on my ella
Loving on my ella
Huggin' on my ella
Rubbin on my ella
Feelin' on my ella
Chillin' with my ella
There's nothing you can tell her
I'm always kissin' on my ella
Loving on my ella
Nothing you can tell her
I'm Mr. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah