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INTRO Lyrics - Artist : Dimes, Mike
Well, it's early in the mor-, in the mornin'
Baby, when I rise, Lordy mama Well, it's early every mor-in The mornin' R-in a my right side, well-a Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta Well, it's Lord, you keep a-talkin' (Baby) Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie Well, it's, oh Lord, Gal, well-a Uh, uh Now let me know who be kickin' like Mike Dimes, nigga I was spittin' bars before I knew I could rhyme, nigga I was Father, Lord before there was father time, nigga I was fuckin' broads before I was in my prime, nigga Been the shit since I left my daddy's nuts We pullin' caddies up for any nigga that be actin' tough I never bragged enough, a city boy, I'm always actin' up I'm takin' all her stuff, the nails, to weed Designer bags and such, I know I been a klutz Flow smoother than the slave ships, pay for writin' scripts I'm like a bible that can move your hips, the land of holy shit I say one thing, it start apocalypse, I like to give her tip Don't fuck with niggas 'cause they all gon' flip, I never trip 'Cause niggas never really liked me Point at anybody, bet they all would try to fight me Prolly 'cause I left him or his bitch was getting pipe, B I'ma say this once, I don't want beef, not even slightly Leave me alone, why every sentence start with "My G"? Ballin' like the latest Kobe Bryant of this rap shit Nigga, I'm the greatest Biggest flex to me is gettin' money on you haters Love to make you niggas suffer, I'm a motherfuckin' sadist Niggas talkin' shit but they ain't bringin' it to the table Bitch, I'm tryna get this money, fuck a motherfuckin' label I got children everywhere, I rock you niggas in the cradle I ain't kiddin' with you niggas, I ain't motherfuckin' playful Young nigga twenty, I'm tryna hit twenty mill' And I'm eatin' good, I did had about twenty meals Big body motor, see no big body wheels This the H-Town drip, candy paint and golden grills Bitch, I got the Tee with a little lemon squeeze Bitch, I'm for the streets, I fuck a new bitch every week Nigga, disrespect and you'll be drumming up a beat Bitch, I'm on the track, that's that and family next to me Go down, go down Fly above yonder, and amen |
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