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Mikey Dinero

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Yeah, yeah, like, uh
Let me talk my shit, at this point feel like I can't miss
Voorhees, how I come out the mist
Bitch, I'm all in, don't really want this
Big money Mikey ain't scared of risk
Doing my thing since the digital disk
Yeah, that boy good, but he can't f*ck with this Been making money, hand over fist
Keep it mello, boy, it's all in the wrist
Thank God for my natural gifts
Big gas in the joint that I twist
Whiplash, add your name to the list
Wood grain on the wheel that I grip
Couple chains and a piece from the thrift
All I need is a blunt and a brisk, All I need is a sprite and a spliff

Blunt ash, I've been talking crazy
Puff pass, roll your own, you be lazy
Good gas, got my memory hazy
Look back, I done grown, shit is crazy
Women want me, they describe me as wavy Big hair, she look like the 80s
Game on lock, man, I feel like a gracie
Big business, I won't talk till you pay me
Always balling on the number one pick
Must acknowledge when them boys talkin' slick
He think he hard cause he built like the tick But we all look the same when our throats getting slit
Mikey D, baby, just open the pit
Pose, take a flick
Then run it back like Sandler in Click
Grab on her ass, I bite on her lip
I'm with the gang we might blow down a zip
I want the money, collect and I dip
Tombstone, watch me bust off the hip Clairvoyant, I be flipping the script
This ain't a game, but then if it was, then M7 just sunk your ship
Real stoner,  roll a doobie from Clips
Fucking with blue, now I'm bumping the clipse
I never panic when they wanna blitz, Dru like a dojo, he good for the kicks
One of those nights where I cannot resist I'm so in love with her chocolate kiss
Staying home, but we still taking trips
Just hit my phone when you ready for this

Let me talk my shit, at this point feel like I can't miss
Voorhees, how I come out the mist
Bitch, I'm all in, you don't really want this
Big money Mikey ain't scared of risk
Doing my thing since the digital disk
Yeah, that boy good, but he can't f*ck with this Been making money, hand over fist
Keep it mello, boy, it's all in the wrist
Thank God for my natural gifts
Big gas in the joint that I twist
Whiplash, add your name to the list
Wood grain on the wheel that I grip
Couple chains and a piece from the thrift
All I need is a blunt and a brisk, All I need is a sprite and a spliff

Okay, I passed the ball for assists, okay
Talked down, get put in a spliff, okay
Talked down, get put in a blitz today
If she ain't getting bread, I'ma dodge her
Hopping on whip, nigga, that's a charger
You wanna feat , nigga, I'ma charge ya
Pockets get bigger while my money larger Pockets get bigger while your pockets flatter
Your bitch cool, but my bitch is badder Smoking that gas, nigga smokin matter
I'm in that whip and we zooming faster Smoking that green, you smoking that leaf
Bitch, I'm a beast, I go off the leash
That bitch wanna f*ck, I pull down the seats
They say we ain't up, I pull the receipts up

Let me talk my shit, at this point feel like I can't miss
Voorhees, how I come out the mist
Bitch, I'm all in, you don't really want this
Big money Mikey ain't scared of risk
Doing my thing since the digital disk
Yeah, that boy good, but he can't f*ck with this Been making money, hand over fist
Keep it mello, boy, it's all in the wrist
Thank God for my natural gifts
Big gas in the joint that I twist
Whiplash, add your name to the list
Wood grain on the wheel that I grip
Couple chains and a piece from the thrift
All I need is a blunt and a brisk, All I need is a sprite and a spliff

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