Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mr Mysterious, artist - D-Block Europe. Date of issue: 08.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mr Mysterious |
| Her friends told her I’m fun, now she’s curious |
| Hundred missed calls on my phone, Mr. Mysterious |
| She wanna go through my DM, I am not hearing it |
| She gotta suck on my pole, she still want my dick on her period |
| Rich and I’m fly, on fleek, she wanna die on fleek (Yeah, yeah) |
| She drippin' down on me, I’m 'bout to drown on lean |
| Proud of the bag, Celine, she said she proud of me |
| Real trap but I’m on lean, thirty-thousand on me |
| See, my bando’s hot |
| Told these cats don’t know I can make you wait there |
| These diamonds wrong |
| These diamonds wrong, I think he faked it |
| Sixty K for the big rocks sittin' in the Audemars |
| You’re taking too long on my phone |
| Tell me what you’re lookin' for (Yeah, yeah) |
| Sixty K on wrist, tell 'em «Go hate on this» |
| So much ice on me, think I can skate on this |
| Rolex with a stainless bit |
| Dior trainers with a stainless wrist |
| She don’t even smoke no weed, she gettin' high up off the xans |
| I be helpin' Selfridges, I just spent like fifteen bands |
| I get high on gelato pounds, if it ain’t loud, I’ll bring it back |
| Exotic mixed with Xans, I be going through her Snap |
| I just took this pretty bitch on a dinner date, I’m puttin' codeine in the |
| Sprite again |
| Her friends told her I’m fun, now she’s curious |
| Hundred missed calls on my phone, Mr. Mysterious |
| She wanna go through my DM, I am not hearing it |
| She gotta suck on my pole, she still want my dick on her period |
| Rich and I’m fly, on fleek, she wanna die on fleek (Yeah, yeah) |
| She drippin' down on me, I’m 'bout to drown on lean |
| Proud of the bag, Celine, she said she proud of me |
| Real trap but I’m on lean, thirty-thousand on me (Yeah) |
| Are you serious? |
| Went through my phone while I’m sleeping, now I’m furious |
| You keep talkin' 'bout these hoes I fucked, you’re delirious |
| Yeah, I ain’t feeling them, but I’m feeling you and I’m feeding you |
| So tell me why every girl loves a toxic |
| You so mad right now, you need to hit the boxing ring |
| Why the fuck I fuck her, oh, when I know she wants my |
| I could teach you how to trap, I could teach you how to rap |
| I could teach you how to whip |
| I could teach you how to be a real arse nigga in fact, yeah |
| Do you really love me and do you really mean it? |
| Sometimes a nigga really wonder like Stevie |
| Sippin' on lean, now I’m feelin' like Weezy |
| Me and LB, Mario, Luigi |
| Probation on me, I’m still weedin' |
| Bitch so bad, got a nigga out breachin' |
| And this situation gonna be a real good one but not a long one |
| Her friends told her I’m fun, now she’s curious |
| Hundred missed calls on my phone, Mr. Mysterious |
| She wanna go through my DM, I am not hearing it |
| She gotta suck on my pole, she still want my dick on her period |
| Rich and I’m fly, on fleek, she wanna die on fleek (Yeah, yeah) |
| She drippin' down on me, I’m 'bout to drown on lean |
| Proud of the bag, Celine, she said she proud of me |
| Real trap but I’m on lean, thirty-thousand on me |