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[Verse 1: Michael]
Damn baby call me Mikey Rocks I hop in the coupe
Later on tryna see whats poppin witchu
And you know you saw them dollars I threw
I’m talking damn near two bands
Wanna get this paper girl don’t stand there, you dance
She bust it open she shakin it and she standing on her hands
I love life but I dont love these hoes
Swisher sweets man thats all I roll
Steady mobbin and the only problem when you young, ballin and you on a roll
Lookin for that 2+ me
Goin in on the mic like tony kukoc III
She said this is probably somethin we should keep low key
But see you tryna see the view and tryna see yo suite
Man the elevator keep goin up and its goin down
Headin up to the top floor, there’s more bottles to go around
I seen your pictures all over town, take it off and then drop it slow
Make her shake it I break the bank and you see how far that doctor go
Just don’t try to stop the show…

[Hook]
With all them badass friends you be thinking you a 10 but you a 8
(You a 8) Now that’s great (that’s great)
Girl I know that you a star and I see you goin hard for the cake
(For the cake) Now that’s great (that’s great)
Got a room full of hoes and they said we can put em on tape
(On tape) Now that’s great (that’s great)
With all them badass friends you be thinking you a 10 but you a 8
(You a 8) Now that’s great (that’s great)

[Verse 2: Casey]
She’ll probably never let me go, my chick always want me back
Running fast around that track, but we never overlap
Take your clothes off girl, this my world I’ll show you how to act
Peas N Carrots on her ?, oh man I probably throw a stack
Had her laying on her back, she was rubbing on my cack
Had a dream that my girl a stripper you should run it back
Up in bed throwing it back like a UFC match
Had that ass tryna tap, wonder how long it’s gon’ last
She said “Casey you that nigga, always said you was gon’ rap
And you got that shit done old boy you inspiring
I saw your potential when I used to give you problems
Now you just that nigga, boy I ? ”
She keep that money piling, but I collect the profit
I don’t trust these fucking banks, got a lot of cash and
Started living fast wit it, baby shake that ass for me
I ain’t know you had that in you

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mac]
And you know I’mma ball, ?, new bank account, please open that
Got ? cash, suite broken glass and I’m showing my ass in my photographs
Got a fucked up past but it ain’t that bad though, ? with some fat hoes
Ho puff puff pass if you rolling my hash, ?
Knew a girl named Becky that give that dome, don’t have no job but live alone
Money from her mom every weekend she tend to spend that on sniffing coke
Oh, you a nasty bitch, ain’t no 10 way below average
Got other fucked up things to say but we don’t even believe half that shit
Got a beat off Cardo, all around money Wells Fargo
Got girls in my pockets, like 8 of them hoes, yea I got cargos
I bet you gon’ stop, Casey, Mac, and Mikey Rocks
She likes to fuck, she likes to shop, problem is she likes the ?

[Hook]

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She grabbed my hand, pinky promise it – you swear
Said she love me getting money, baby stay right there
She was the one, Shawty don’t cook, don’t clean
If you ask her what’s for dinner she’ll know what that means

She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations
(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations)
She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations
(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations)

What? That’s her ass? Is it real? Can I grab? Can I feel?
Cuz I’m goin’ if you’re goin’ and she goin’ and we blowin’
And we growin’ and we drinkin’, I’m thinkin’
I try to take it to another plate
Take you the states but for the stackes must get another raise
I’m on my mission, million dollar politician
Boxes of phones, a couple cribs that I get the flip
Let me give you the script, this ain’t chicken and shit
This is criss with the shrip, this is Christian Dior
7-50 for weed and that’s just for desert
I be whippin’ that bit, it’s expensive to rent
Thinkin’ that you and I be ridin’ to the party
Eyes blurry, half tip, wanna see that ass skip
Like a CD with a scratch on that shit
Yea, I take you out to eat, we get it crackin’ rass

She grabbed my hand, pinky promise it – you swear
Said she love me getting money, baby stay right there
She was the one, Shawty don’t cook, don’t clean
If you ask her what’s for dinner she’ll know what that means

She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations
(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations)
She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations
(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations)

It’s like today, Charday, tomorrow, Tamaro
Ain’t mine, ain’t yours, they borrowed, we share her
Let her run free man, she get loose when she can
Let her in the strip club with 3 bands in each hand
Dollars fallin’ like stackin’ pens, I be throwin’ them too
Throw it in the air and make a wish and hope that it come true
And I wish you was my main bitch, please excuse my language
But I don’t give a flyin’ motherfuck who you came with
She don’t cook, say that she don’t clean
Cuz her daddy was a heavy in the dope game
She always had a made, could probly get a chef
If you needed some uh, she could get it for less
I’ll be on the patrol for the dollars I’ owed
Money over these bitches, if you wanted a coe
Cuz we do. Girl you fine, I see you
You run around with the clique, I bet your friends do too

She grabbed my hand, pinky promise it – you swear
Said she love me getting money, baby stay right there
She was the one, Shawty don’t cook, don’t clean
If you ask her what’s for dinner she’ll know what that means

She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations
(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations)
She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations
(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations)

That’s her ass? Is it real? Can I grab? Can I feel?
The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations
That’s her ass? Is it real?..

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Baby now you do, now you do

I’m on the fast track, I’m on the cast track
I get hand sex, I get ass smacked
To the ushy cakes, trips to the mall
On titty jakes, and when they see me ways
All up them checks yes, I see 8 efs
That wet nigga whip it without no steps
You half court nigga, ain’t no press
On your album,
So man fuck your mixing
All a nigga make is rich tapes
Put it in the back, niggas better honor my flac
Niggas better honor my swag
Really came here with the mac
If you wanna act, I don’t wanna do you like that
Hit your man girl from the back
Kinda like a fender bender
I knew a couple on my landis
And every now and then I bend her
Corner on her, I don’t fuck coroners
And a blunt that dope, my uncle Roder
And my hundred sponsors, even money coking
I’m running rap, a nigga got 8 9 hunned stacks
Without running packs, that fast track
Them French fries can’t fuck around
With you simple guys is be hating
Is ceo, Shawty kay been gone for like 100 days
And you still ain’t seen it’s po but we cashing
And I’m ashing in that Bentley drop

Baby now you do, waiting for that fendi dro
Just in case you ain’t know, we be flexing that gold
And the clothes, in the malls baby
Baby now you do, you was acting brand new
Like you didn’t have a clue
Just who we the dudes baby
Baby now you do,
And the clothes, in the malls baby
Baby now you do, you was acting brand new
Like you didn’t have a clue
Just who we the dudes baby

Nigga you know the purp, you know the syrup
So put that in that soda first
And if your bitch look good, I’ma chop that wood
I’ma lace my shoes and go to work!
I’m working, working, but this shit is not a job
I applaud when she give me head
With a lot of slob a lot of suckers did tried me
And I don’t know what you thought it was
But the phone fuck with your pasi
Don’t ask me bout my car keys and what I’m driving
Who I’m drilling, go and watch man I’m cold chilling
Smoke smoke and we drink drink,
And we don’t care about what they did
Cause you don’t even wanna wear it till you seen me with it
My old piece you wanna marry cause you heard I hit it
I’m showing love to the city man you know I’m with it
Down like 100 fitting, …

Just in case you ain’t know, we be flexing that gold
And the clothes, in the malls baby
Baby now you do, you was acting brand new
Like you didn’t have a clue
Just who we the dudes baby
Baby now you do,
And the clothes, in the malls baby
Baby now you do, you was acting brand new
Like you didn’t have a clue
Just who we the dudes baby.

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Uhh, hahaha, that works too
Anyway, guess who it is everybody

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Y’all is dead weight, less great, always gettin’ second place
I tend to race ahead of pace, dippin’ while I’m dressed in Bape
Then they chase, catch me if you can, I ain’t Dicaprio
This lucid dream will have you go like half a dose of Adderall
Capicola sandwich’s are tasty from Primanti’s
I’m a 5’7 giant, Brandon Jacobs, Eli Manning
Girls want makeup, get demanding but they fake like orange tanning
So my girl and I be up like we some college students cramming
For a test that we ain’t study for, wonder will she love me more
With money, cause if not, I’m not sure what all this money for
Feelin’ like a hundred wars are goin’ on currently
Soldiers sent to death on some jets for the currency
Poison, take this mercury, I’ll teach you for a learner’s fee
How to turn your girlfriend to a circus freak
Cool by the word of Keith, fabric by the hand of Zeus
Actin’ like you fuckin’ with me, that’s some shit I can’t excuse
Focus is on manual, control the panoramic view, universe
You got a chance, don’t blow it like how a tuba works
I plan to do, somethin’ that ain’t tangible
Now I’m bout to hand it to
The homie Michael Rock, hear what he sayin’ to you

[Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks]
Take a trip, took a mali-alie out a bank a populari
And the word around the city is he sit in a Ferrari
I told my self I wouldn’t get it, I’m sorry that’s my bad
I party till my carbies get foggy can’t keep her hands off of me
Gotta lock and then lost the keys, we smoke, make it hard to see
We go harder then the Carter one, excuse me baby pardon me
Can you fuck me like the honeymoon? Not saying its coming soon
But I want the real show(real show)
Get me the treatment that you getting all the pill fo(pills fo)
The shit they payin all the bills fo

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I put that on my life, everything that I own
At the end of the day, we just wanna be on
We bout money and hoes, I’m fucking in the …
Then I’m selling them sales, till life give me a drop X 2

Man I’m just a young nigga gettin there
Rich and ignorant
Sloppy ass permanentship
… I got a lifetime membership
You just now catching up, but we been the shit
So don’t try us, my goon niggas got …
… like a blow drier
I’m no liar, I fuck her till she’s so tired
She can’t stand it
I’m home running, grand slamming
I’m chilling, I’m chilling, I’m feeling the strength
Fuck with a nigga thang I ain’t hearing complaints
I gotta do what I want
You wasting all of your time
Unless you’re being yourself,
The shit that’s all in your mind,
This bullshit, fairy tale, they made up a long time ago, let them go
That’s why you’re going through the drama for
Porsche truck pulling up to … hoe
Looking like I’m selling off condoms though

I put that on my life, everything that I own
At the end of the day, we just wanna be on
We bout money and hoes, I’m fucking in the …
Then I’m selling them sales, till life give me a drop X 2

Swimming deep in that water, not even farther we go
Just hold your breath a little longer cause the bottom is close
But if your lungs can’t take it, the pain is too much
With all that pressure on you girl, your little frame will get crushed
It’s a dirty game, who can you trust
Cause if we loose, they gonna put it on us
Girl so hurry up, acting like it’s no rush
You getting left behind, you getting left in that dust
Just sitting away, on the perfect presentation
Not how you supposed to be living, you gotta make a decision
And I got faith in that booty, like a fucking religion
I’m bout to cash out, sending 50 … to my … house
I’m leaving with them boxes like I’m taking the trash out, the fast route
And I don’t know how long this money bout to last now
And I’m spend it up until the bag down,
I’m liking how them …sweat pants bring your ass out

I put that on my life, everything that I own
At the end of the day, we just wanna be on
We bout money and hoes, I’m fucking in the …
Then I’m selling them sales, till life give me a drop X 2

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I’ma smoke weed after this tape
I’m just taking in your hot

Damn

Hook:
My nigga i’m ..west race
My nigga i’m west coast paid
My nigga got this west codes
My niggas got south south waste
As long as i come my friends
As longs i got my fan
And i know the time gets hard
Thye gonna get me about that jam

2 x
Got me out of that jam
Got me out of that jam
Got me out of that jam
Got me out of that jam

I remember when play back down like eminem
You my nigga man that you pull that trigger man
And i’m looking good and i make palm
And i make cope i drink slow
Smoke slow
Hopefully i make it dough and don’t go..
This ..rich if i think so i know so
..these niggas is so so
Is kind of funny making money
Would you ..high friends
The world is yours the pocket full of white..
We strike hard ’cause some people is..hard
Just to happen up the porsche just to happen at the ..
A lot of all nigga you’re making work
Just can’t let it go

[hook:]
..rocking right put it on your size
Outside that’s cold turn the corner
Now we home now we..call my phone
When inside bring the light
We manage understand i’m making champion..
…i’m titanic in this aisberg
My ..let me shoot my shot
.. In my step out
..when we first dot

[hook:]

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Wassup? What’s crackin? What’s happenin? What’s good?
Them hoes? They jocking. Attacking my wood
Wassup? What’s crackin? What’s happenin? What’s good?
You see me? I’m stacking. I wish a nigga would..

? nothing else then I’mma make sure all my niggas straight
Mills on top of mills is dollar bills on top of dinner plates
Iceberg my story, a Polo Sport extraordinaire
My bitches, I spoil em
A thousand dollars for her hair
She got that wet and wavy
I fuck her all crazy
Eye never lazy
Tracy McGrady
This that Lambo truck, camo shorts
Cory got the bangers
So hang up if you think you finna
Call me out my name bruh
“Hello?” I dialed the wrong number
My nigga take me under
H-1 Hummer, we take the K up under
See that? So disrespect and get a check
From the 11th letter
Presidential Rollie, Ferregamo sweater
If that’s your girl, you better get her
Never let her out of your sight
She looking curious, the ? luxurious
She wonder where the jewelry is, her nigga furious
A quarter mil just to insure this shit

[Hook]

Right, I like em feisty with a little class
Some little titties with a stupid ass
I help her with her rent, I know she’s still in school
She got that stupid brain, but baby ain’t a fool
I’m scooping up the cash, making my rounds
Different amount deposited in checking accounts
I’m not really interested in trying to make new friends
Acquaintances.. I’m busy tryna chase these ends
But when it’s time to kick it, I kick
The toothpick clique
It’s me and my niggas, ?

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we blowing … your baby moma got an x3
wanna shot a movie and she, i’m the red thing
spend a lot of money on gold, i’m investing
talking to the president, from the west wing
watching the jet’s game while i’m jet skiing
yeah, i got diamonds on my neck, yeah
you know i got a … we getting more money than a lot of them spec
i’m the type of rapper that a lot of them respect
we selling more records than a lot of them forget
yeah, i’m in the hills, counting bills
you still in the projects, i am progress
i am pop fresh, my rolex on …
i’m in my sweats trying spend my …
you in my way, all in my …
i said it’s … to be a cry
when i hear shots from the enemies i laugh
i’m styling on every single enemy i have
them cheap ass crows should be giving you a rash
i bring grace to this, put my name on your list
before i erase the shit
you know we … to get a little cake with this
if the money looking good come taste it bitch
i get cake for this, i wanna see some pretty girls shake to this
all the bad hoes can’t wait for this
2 girls try to have me raped to this, ah
i got mix to get, big money shit i got banks to hit,
niggers, you got drinks to get
and roll that motherfuckers. .. shit

i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang,

flea flicking and … girls …
picky particularly when on weed shit
… i don’t need shit
beefing, keeping the pieces in the …
prefix mixing with chicks i tell them read lips
d tits gets you c seat on my … list
she said it’s gemini crickets, give me 3 wishes
take sit right on the beach, fresh off the g6
… moving out, few things i do without
smoother than a … legs and hit the turn around
murder in the urban town, swear that they can burn it down
heard that i was working be sure that i deserve the crown
it’s what’s the world’s about, get your money get on out
sneak around the house if you mama said you ain’t allowed
ain’t nobody perfect child, we just make it worth a while
urbs getting nervous since i started wearing …

i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang,

one time for bitches with their hands up
you know, the ones … quit the swisher plans up
as shawty sending me, you a winner, i seen ya
the queen, them other bitches is going to the ring
you used to … was kinda freak
the crib on the side of the bitch
now i’ma tell you, but i gotta be brief
the hole of the economy is deep
deeper than the bottom of …
well fuck you, call me anything but broker stupid
we getting paper and you ain’t gonna do shit
as i a introduce it, 2 girls on the camera guess who coproduce it nigger
i got a dice game to get to, and arrange no issue
the champagne toast to sip to
some bad hoes chilling in swim suits
and they probably down for anything that we in to
the gold chain arranged must stay … deeps and drops
rolex watch and all the essentials
got the … right on the …
man, in the condo that i just moved in to

i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang, new jeeps, no doors, no top
i got bang.

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