Sir Michael Rocks

Sir Michael Rocks - So Stupid lyrics

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Michael, ah, Michael, ah

All that they see, huh, yo, huh, uhu

Michael, ah, Michael, uhu

All that they see

...in the mug, car European as fuck

My nigga James on parole, gotta pee in the pot

He be smoking on them roaches

Ain’t no weed in the blunt

And he just caught another case

I hope he beat it because

I was just talking to his mama the other day

And the told me, that she be praying for us

But we be living unholy

I stay sipping, stay popping that go shit

Straight chris, I’m rapping and I’m rolling

And same bitches I’m macking I’m hoping

My weed man sell more weed than he smoking

Rolling up an ounce on an iPad 3,

I’m an ocean to a bottle, you are not that thin

If you ain’t talking bout the paper

Then I’m not gonna speak

Looking like the town mayor walking down my suit

I’m on chief sweat, going bobby in the 16 50

Off the molly in the kush fin to get trippy

[Hook]

Pretty panties on the booze bitch

The hard liquor with the juices

If she ain’t fucking them deuces

God damn, you so stupid

God damn, you so stupid

God damn, you so stupid

Drop top riding on top where the roof is, stupid

God damn, you so stupid

They told me take it there, I accept the offer

In closed session just to show them what I had to offer

I see these niggas mad, I’m stacking like Cj Walker

These girls just wanna have fun like Cindi Lauper

I’m painting pictures so come and get you a portrait

They marry me to the cash, don’t never plan to divorce

And I’m riding with mickey rocks now

Tight as new corse, it’s blue porsches

With the white stripes, call it blue orca

Get your facts right, hit it then I’m skating

Like a half price

And bitches getting left if

Them bitches don’t act right

Mac book flick with just a back light

It’s me and sir Michael on the rocks

Like Jordan on the crack hype

Deuces deuces, oh deuces deuces

How you got some hoes with you introduce us, duce us

I’m a new sense, they know I go stupid

See me bumping shaka khan in the rain

Like roof is roofless

[Hook]

Pretty panties on the booze bitch

The hard liquor with the juices

If she ain’t fucking them deuces

God damn, you so stupid

God damn, you so stupid

God damn, you so stupid

Drop top riding on top where the roof is, stupid

God damn, you so stupid.

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