Misha B

Misha B - MishStyle lyrics

rate me

It’s the M

My mama made that’s made

My chest is lane, microphone maridana

Vow gone them hoes now they callin’ me Madonna

Black Madonna.

Hook:

Done DUN done

Anytime I cop come true then done

Run I make them run

Hit the home run now home

Am I run, am I run, am I run?

Gun, shot, gunshot,

become a bottom then board.

become a bottom then board.

Gunshot, come a bottom then board.

Watch none squats done

Swat damn, now enough a beginner

Body pick up than thick,

But I stay slicker than brick,

Had doom, got the flood, down deep in the sick

My flow vomit, I want it, ever so I gun it,

Got all this bitches pimpsin’

And they ain’t never smoke that ..

I’m not cocky, I’m honest, very very honest

‘Cause I round really close with the big .. you know all it’s

Nothing in the wallets, big jewels, big broads

Nothing in the wallets, ha ha ha ha

[Hook:]

It’s nothing than the cope seat deep line

Clean platinum, boom boss bitch deep fine

I am the reason why you clowns get the deep cline

Checking up my big sign time that you resign

And you’re quicker than thick for I stay slicker than brick

Had doom, got the flu done deep in the sick like flow vomit

I’m on it, ever so I granit,

But all this bitches stips and then they get .. make oh

Oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh ohh, uhh

You leave the truck on my wings

I will fly, fly fly, I will fly

My mama made that’s made

My chest is lane, microphone maridana

Vow gone them hoes now they callin’ me Madonna

Black black Madonna.

[Hook:]

I went from .. into a hand full of people

Now we got my hands full of people

Way back when it was me and my pen

Pen need to spend, I was broke

All I had was my dream and my hope

Eating 15 p noodles and packs

Now I’m out here living making noodles from scratch

Lord knows but they never believed us

Today I’m screaming stadiums, last year it was arenas

The NBA that’s all we ..all bay

.. and single number one still awaits

It’s kind of funny how it goes, Lord knows

The same cuts sack look down on me,

And now the same cuts, I’m looking up to me

The same rocks out, wouldn’t spend on me,

At the same cuts that I re-front in me,

I have seen Lord expectations

Limitations can’t hold me back

The crack baby don’t crack the crack yeah

He crack baby don’t crack the crack so

If you wondering where I’m at

I’m the crack baby, that crack the crack, what?

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