Rich Homie Quan - Mister lyrics

Mister Wavy Wallace Mister Hey Mister Mister I don't give no f** about you Just make sure you ball me mister Hundred thousand dancers in my house Just make sure you ball me mister I live my life just like a mister I f** these hoes just like a mister I treat your b**h like they no mister I live my life just like a mister Thugga Thugga throw a hundred bands off in a day Thugga Thugga throw a hundred bands on anybody f** n***as know we got them bodies f** n***a slimin' is a habit Throw them bands rack-cakes turn to flipper Thugga goin' crazy shootin' missles (blahh blahh) Man down, stand down Wa**up, young round, you slime? Hands down! I cash out so fast and I head straight to any town Young Thugger, Young Thugger got migos with 40 pounds I told my young vato he shoot up, you goin' down Mister, Mister, Mister, Mister, lay it down All the hoes they know my name But you gotta call me mister I'm workin ho right on my Insta (?)got work off Insta Thugger droppin bombs, and I'm letting off the missle Thugger baby don't miss'em Probably f** a friend of her sister