Mike WiLL Made It - Screen Door lyrics

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Coming up, I knew that one day I’ll be the man

Starting up and in a second...grans, ay grans

Nigga had a plan, soon as the money hit my hand

Time to the spend, it’s time to advance

Working up the door, door hold soda

Camera sees you rolling,

Call me approaching, it’s a hole lie

Se you throw the screen, the wind gotta kick the door lock

Cut the four, four, pock, pock

Young nigga gotta swag like no other

Run out we are scorching brother

Pull up right there where your mother

And put your bitch to discover

The niggas play undercover

That’s why I could never trust you

You know the D. streets ain’t for you

Ain’t here to make you double

Blue hundreds they stay together

My stones invisible set ‘em

Get wrong, put some weed and check ‘em

White hoers I got several

If I fuck they will let you

They call me the street professor

I came here to give a lection

When the time _____(?) imagine the margila

I’m fresh then how ever

I’m trapping and not they get ‘em

Hotter than us to get ‘em

I got rice on my scadual, my boy will bless the beat

My money bless the squeeze

Coming up, I knew that one day I’ll be the man

Starting up and in a second...grans, ay grans

Nigga had a plan, soon as the money hit my hand

Time to the spend, it’s time to advance

Working up the door, door hold soda

Camera sees you rolling,

Call me approaching, it’s a hole lie

Se you throw the screen, the wind gotta kick the door lock

Cut the four, four, pock, pock

I came from a area when nigga tarapin’ and gettin’

I’m from the area when we turn 0 to fifties

You from the area when nigga too lazy to hit it

The nigga layin’ down, they get out work for the bitches

Me I kick the shit cuz it’s this car that got no limit

I’m spinnin’, I’m with your bitchesm non of your business

Know that my cars, you dig it

Halla money, got plenny of women

Jesus please forgive cuz I’m sinnin’

Jesus please, ooh may God, damn I’m gettin’

Coming up, I knew that one day I’ll be the man

Starting up and in a second...grans, ay grans

Nigga had a plan, soon as the money hit my hand

Time to the spend, it’s time to advance

Working up the door, door hold soda

Camera sees you rolling,

Call me approaching, it’s a hole lie

Se you throw the screen, the wind gotta kick the door lock

Cut the four, four, pock, pock