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Write me a song called Mister with the following description: On “Mister,” the lead single to Sli’merre, Young Nudy recruits his cousin, 21 Savage, for a record on which they discuss who they are and how they individually carry themselves, using the term “mister” in front of their various titles. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Uh-huh
Mister Traphouse (Traphouse)
Mister Dopeboy (Mister Dopeboy)
Mister Slimeball (Mister Slime)
Mister Get-My-Pack-Back (Get that pack back)
Mister Ran Off (Mister Ran Off)
(
Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
)
I ain't bringin' nothin' back
Mister Coffin Them
Leave 'em dead, for real (Dead, for real)
I got sticks (We got sticks)
Put 'em in his face, ooh, he stiff (Ooh, he stiff)
Leave 'em cold and still (Cold)
Bitch, I'm cold, for real (I'm cold, for real)
Heart so cold, for real (Heart so cold)
Don't show no love, for real (Don't show no love, for real)
[Verse 1: Young Nudy]
All my life, I've been a hustler (Yeah)
Dopeboy, cap peeler, street young nigga
Get that money, fuck these hoes
All I know is freaks up
Stack that money, blue hunnid
Ten thousand daily
Y'all niggas talk crazy with that fire out
Know I'ma let that fire out (Bah)
Rush out, head got bust up
Niggas be talkin' like hoes
Pull up on 'em then I bust 'em (Boom)
Ain't really with that tongue wrestlin'
Y'all niggas talkin' cap
Y'all niggas really 'bout the cap rap
Pull out the strap, nigga, know I got that strap (Bah)
Yeah, I'm packin', you lackin' (Yeah)
Y'all niggas ain't 'bout no action (Yerr)
Nigga, I'm 'bout the action (Huh?)
I got the lights, camera, action (Okay)
Yeah, that shit get to flashin' (Flah, flah)
Damn, damn, don't nobody know what happened
(Don't nobody know what happened)
Don't nobody know what happened
(Don't nobody know what happened)
Damn, ooh, okay [Chorus: Young Nudy]
Uh-huh
Mister Traphouse (Traphouse)
Mister Dopeboy (Mister Dopeboy)
Mister Slimeball (Mister Slime)
Mister Get-My-Pack-Back (Get that pack back)
Mister Ran Off (Mister Ran Off)
(
Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
)
I ain't bringin' nothin' back
Mister Coffin Them
Leave 'em dead, for real (Dead, for real)
I got sticks (We got sticks)
Put 'em in his face, ooh, he stiff (Ooh, he stiff)
Leave 'em cold and still (Cold)
Bitch, I'm cold, for real (I'm cold, for real)
Heart so cold, for real (Heart so cold)
Don't show no love, for real (Don't show no love, for real)
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
(21) Mister Slaughter Gang (Gang gang)
Mister Take Your Ho (Yeah)
Mister Run a Train (Straight up)
Mister Fuck a Rapper, nigga, I'm Deebo, tuck your chain (On God)
Got amnesia, fuck yo' cigarette, I don't remember a thing (Straight up)
Hit Candler Road, put ten on my ride, any car I want, I buy it (21)
Couple niggas out here tryna switch sides, hit a bitch boy, that's fire (Pussy)
Gang gang ain't on none of that friendly shit, we ain't givin' high fives (Facts)
You 'round here runnin' your mouth like a pussycat, but you ain't got nine lives (Rat)
Mister Stick Talk (21), Mister White Chalk (21)
I don't need no co-sign 'cause The 6 vouch (21, 21)
Your wifey at the slaughterhouse, we whippin' dicks out (On God)
She sucked me, then she sucked my brother, she got a big mouth
(Straight up, straight up) [Chorus: Young Nudy]
Uh-huh
Mister Traphouse (Traphouse)
Mister Dopeboy (Mister Dopeboy)
Mister Slimeball (Mister Slime)
Mister Get-My-Pack-Back (Get that pack back)
Mister Ran Off (Mister Ran Off)
(
Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
)
I ain't bringin' nothin' back
Mister Coffin Them
Leave 'em dead, for real (Dead, for real)
I got sticks (We got sticks)
Put 'em in his face, ooh, he stiff (Ooh, he stiff)
Leave 'em cold and still (Cold)
Bitch, I'm cold, for real (I'm cold, for real)
Heart so cold, for real (Heart so cold)
Don't show no love, for real (Don't show no love, for real)