| Yeah bitch |
| No more Mister Nice Guy |
| Y’all bitches check this shit out right here now |
| Word up, baby |
| No more Mister Nice Guy |
| Fuck all the bullshit |
| Fuck all that nice shit |
| No more Mister Nice Guy |
| (You are not the sensitive man you used to be) |
| I used to be romantic and considerate |
| But now I hit the skins, I jump right in, and then get rid of it |
| Cause I remember when you used to treat me like a stepson |
| You hung around for fun but yo, I wasn’t gettin wet none |
| Treated you like you was a star big as Madonna |
| I took you out on dates to go eat steaks at Benny Harner’s |
| I called you on the telephone to see what you was doin |
| Took a trip to the zoo and bulls were steady tryina do it |
| ??? but I didn’t get my rocks off |
| Talkin bout knockin boots, I didn’t even get your socks off |
| Tryin everything inside the book to get you naked |
| I guess the candlelight dinners and Spinners records didn’t make it |
| But yo, I’m still ringin your bell holdin roses |
| We might as well been Eskimos in clothes rubbin noses |
| I woulda gave you stars from out the sky |
| But soon as I got the pie |
| Poof — no more Mister Nice Guy |
| (You bitch) |
| Bitch you’re actin real funny with your pussy |
| Yeah bitch |
| No more Mister Nice Guy |
| Bitch I been waitin for like a fuckin month and a half |
| Word up baby |
| No more Mister Nice Guy |
| What the fuck is the problem? |
| What’s the problem? |
| Fuck that shit |
| No more Mister Nice Guy |
| Fuck you and your pussy |
| (Bitch) |
| (Ah yeah) |
| (What's the matter, you’re burning?) |
| Thinkin bout the times I opened doors and pulled your chair out |
| But now I got you stressed, lookin a mess pullin your hair out |
| I used to come and shower you with mad flowers and candies |
| But all that shit stopped when I got into the panties |
| Now you’re steady beggin me to bang her |
| I come to bust a nut off of a blow job or fuck you with my finger |
| Before I got the cunt I was your little rubber-duckie |
| But now you see me three times a month if you’re lucky |
| I used to buy you clothes as we doze in a pocanose |
| Now you’re gettin called all kinda hoes and a broken nose |
| Took you out for movies and dinner |
| Now I pack a snack and rent a blockbuster tape and run up in ya |
| Before I woulda done anything to see you nude |
| Now you ??? hump or gotta nease noff like Ebeneezer Scrooge |
| It ain’t no more pickin you up dressed out in a suit and tie |
| Bitch, no more Mister Nice Guy |
| Bitch, I’m tellin you right now |
| It wasn’t all that |
| Aw fuck you |
| I don’t want it no more |
| Suck my dick |
| Fuck your pussy |
| This stinks |
| When we first went to bed I used to leave your head spinnin |
| But now I hit quick and give a speed stick while in it |
| Yeah, I used flip you like Jack the Ripper the stripper |
| Now I’m ready to date when I get lipstick on my zipper |
| Just give me a cut, and all of a sudden |
| I’m steady (nuttin) (nuttin) right on your shirt buttons |
| So get a grip as my tip starts to sprinkle |
| It drips from your lip to your hip to your ankle |
| And that’s for all the times you used to try to play me, baby |
| My name ain’t Miss Daisy, but thanks for the ride, lady |
| Because you rode me like a hoe inside a rodeo |
| And now the nitwit is moby dick-whipped like Toby-o |
| I wish you would light a cigarette that I chain smoke |
| The only coat i be puttin on is my raincoat |
| I used to treat the hookers flier than sky high |
| But now I’m a wise guy, no more Mister Nice Guy |
| (You bitch) |
| Now I hope you bitches understand |
| I tried to tell you bitches |
| Suck my dick |
| Suck my dick |
| Fuck all you bitches |
| Fuck y’all |
| No more Mister Nice Guy |
| Suck my dick and suck my nipple |
| Suck all our dicks bitch |
| Fuck you |
| No more Mister Nice Guy |
| I don’t give a fuck no more bitch, now I’m maaaad |
| No more Mister Nice Guy |
| Come on, you bitches |
| Fuck that bitch |
| I’m really mad now |
| I’m telling you |
| You really got me pissed off |
| I can’t have the pussy no more? |
| Fuck that bitch |
| Even if I have to take it |
| Don’t make me take it |
| I’m tellin you |
| (Take that, muthafucka) |
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