CURREN$Y - Michael Knight (Remix) lyrics
rate me[Intro:]
Uh
Scoo do do do do do do
Racecars and Weed Jars
Nigga
[Verse 1:]
I got a style for every bump in ya face
Greaseball ass nigga Pontiac Judge
Open and Shut Case
You Know I'm bowtied till I die
Though I made an exception for the '69
so quick off the line
Coin double side
but no matter what we heads up
We in the yard tell ya dawgs they should
be aware of us
We break it off like an engagement gone bad
I fill ya jacuzzi with them groupies make it a bird bath
Miss me? No you didn't bitch with that bullshit "Miss me"
Tryna claim Spitta' name tryna be Miss Me
All of that is kicks to me Silly rabbit trickery
You only around because my spot is where you wish to be
Hope to catch me sleepin by bein freaky
But babygirl let me be the first to say it's not that easy
I wasn't born yesterday nor later on that evening
Just had to get that out the way and make the playing field even
[Hook:]
Michael Knight Michael Knight Michael Knight [x2]
Michael Knight Scoo do do do do do
Michael Knight Michael Knight Michael Knight [x2]
Michael Knight Scoo do do do do do
[Verse 2:]
And the view from the Rockin chair improve
but I have yet to see a team fuckin with the crew
Near and far saw it all Wideframe
Everything with Wangs ain't a plane mayne
Indo get rolled up like car windows
Avoiding the policeman them Carl Winslows
the wind blown in changed and I am not mad
Ol'-Garbage-Bag rappers need ta find a style fast
It's written all over niggas like a Dapper Dan
Survive rough lands cactus plants growin in desert sands
Alive I stand never dead; though a nigga didn't die
I got highed up so I could autograph the sky...
Fool
[Hook]
Michael Knight Michael Knight Michael Knight [x2]
Michael Knight Scoo do do do do do
Michael Knight Michael Knight Michael Knight [x2]
Michael Knight Scoo do do do do do
[Verse 3:]
Definitely dress down and everybody here know it
Yo A snow white aston on a ground with a poet
Know as the kid who told you to come to the crib
Threw a bag on your lap and told you don't blow the kids
We mealed up actually my flowing is real tough
Sport these gazelles faded leather or real rough
Bank account dont even question
Spent all my money last year buying shear investments
Marvelous gangsta new york nigga make me shank something
Rather screw honeys who ain't cuffing
All my life six black kids stole a rifle kick dice and strip you and slice you
So listen young niggas Ima give you some jewels quick
Don't ever rat your friends out you'll stand in a pool of shit
Looking like a crab ass faggot sooner or later them boys that was hating on got the ratchets
Achets
Yea.........
