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Mr. Happy (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

{"microphone check" sample repeated in song}
Turn off that weak jam, man
Come on, huh
Mr. happy’s here, huh, and we’re buggin’

Chorus:
I will take care of u
Whatever u want, i do it right
Oh, i will take care of u
Mr. happy every day and night, oh

I got some money, i got some juice
But somethin’s funny, i ain’t got u
I comes 2 party (yeah), don’t wanna be alone
I need somebody – somebody grown

Chorus

Oh yeah

Sugarbaby, with the curly hair
Dancin’ crazy, underwear
Witcha name on it, lookin’ fine ("bought a house next 2 prince") (fine)
Keep smackin’ that booty and u’ll be mine

Chorus

Pump it up, pump it up
Brown man, puffin’ on a weak jam
Understand this is 80 proof
Guaranteed 2 get your girl loose if she douche
Throw your set up 2 the roof, huh
Third finger down, if u’re wild, make a sound
Look at my people gettin’ on down (get down, get down)
Skip the remy and let me have some mary tyler moore of that new power soul
Comin’ from the midwest passin’ every test with a fuzztone remote control

Chorus {x2}
(yeah)
(come on)

Yeah, one, well
I’ll make your love come down like a freakin’ elevator
In the middle of the night, body vibratin’ like a pager
U play the drink, baby, i’ll play the chaser
Do i love u? i can’t love u cuz i hate cha
See, u got this bad case of the sad face
Dinner at 8, then intercourse at my place
Keep the drapes open, vcr, the whole bit
I know it sound sick, but baby, let’s make a flick
Mr. happy, babydoll, i came 2 do damage (i will take care of u)
Rock your world, knock your brain 2 another planet
U know my north pole can generate heat
Been thinkin’ about me? hmm, i can see them stains in your sheets
Before the reputation, they all used 2 pass me (i will take care of u)
Yeah?
Now they stop 2 ask me
4 real?
Straight up, the lifestyle of mr. happy
Yeah

Oh, i will take care of u
Whatever u want, i do it right, oh
Mr. happy every day and night ("bought a house next 2 prince")
(yeah)

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Mr. Happy (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Rub baby oil on your buttcheeks and slide on the counter
Boys and girls, everybody gather around, all in together now
Wheeeeee!
I love you, i love you, (dance with me, dance with me) i love you (shake ya little butt, shake ya butt, come on)
I love you.
I must kill you, must kill you, must kill you, must kill you

I’m kind of fat and i sweat a lot,
But that’s the only bad >quinky dinks< that i got.
That, and maybe the whole murdering aspect,
But we ain’t even really got to that yet.
I love people, (yes) i love everything about them,
And that’s why i gotta live life without them. (huh?)
I know it don’t make any sense to you, but fuck you,
This song is about me, exclusively.
Murder, murderous, murderation,
A murdering mentality without an explanation.
I’m mr. happy and i ride a bike (ching!),
I ain’t got a seat, i just sit on the pipe thing.
I’ll whistle, i sing, i’ll pet your poodle.
(come here) i’ll twist and squeeze your neck like a wet noodle.
Cause i’m so happy i’ll stab your ass,
And lay down next to you, dead on the grass,
And say: “oh it feels so good, every time i murder i get happy!!”

Happy happy happy, it’s gone
Happy happy happy, it’s gone
Happy happy happy, it’s gone
Happy happy happy, it’s gone

Murder murder murder, you are
Murder murder murder, you are
Murder murder murder, you are
Murder murder murder, you are

I love you, so hand me your neck (come on)
Let me teach you about love and respect
Respect the fact that i love to kill!
Wait a minute ya’ll i gotta take my pill
Zanoff’s, it works, i’m down to only 3 people a day
My victims, i give them love and care
I don’t wanna get blood everywhere
I don’t use a chainsaw, or a butcher knife,
That’s so 90’s, get it right
I never mutilate or chop my loves
All i really need is a pair of gloves
Or maybe a car, i’ll run ‘em down with it
I know that can be messy, but the birds will get it
Don’t you see that i love you idiots
I’m mr. happy, i’m all about fun,
Now get in the pit and try to kill someone!

“oh it feels so good, every time i murder i get happy!!”
Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)

Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)

My bike has a basket full of strawberries, i picked them myself,
Along with apples and cherries and lemons
And oranges and boogers and limes,
Plus thers’s a faygo in there, but that’s mine
Red flowers, like after your dead
I plant seeds and grow them out the side of your head,
I got flowers all over the backyard,
In the form of a jokers card (uh-oh)
Feels good, i’m like the choko of my neighborhood
I’m one of them midnight creeps at denny’s,
Talking to myself and licking my pennies
I got a french fry hanging out of my beard
Don’t go near that guy, he’s weird.
You know i’m all good and everythings all right,
When you hear this scream in the middle of the night, like this:
“oh it feels so good, everytime i murder i get happy!!”

Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)

Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
I’ll fucking kill you, wooo! come here you little bitch!
Come on! everybody, let me cut your neck in half,

Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it’s gone (i love you)

Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
You little bitch!