Mr. Yeah

Radio Killa My publisher loves when I do this It's the R and B gorilla Call the radio right now The nigga Dream done put it down again Dream done put it down again Radio Killa Every time you bring you ass around I put it down Cupid ain't got shit on me Loading up my arrow, cocking back your bow Cupid ain't got shit on me No, no, no She said all these niggas be poppin' that bullshit 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 shit on me I'm harder than Superman, I bounce back like a rubber band These niggas ain't got shit on me, you know it See all these niggas be poppin' that bullshit 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 --- Mr. Yeah - The-Dream