Sir Michael Rocks

Sir Michael Rocks - I'm Doggin' lyrics

rate me

Swag splash, classy

Nappy headed, nasty

Nigga 22, bad bitches shaking ass meat

Chunky ass donkeys

A nice new condo, master bedroom junk

I'm waiting on the housekeeper

Keep a couple peepers talking about

A double feature. I be diving in that pussy

Best believe I'm going deeper

Beeper beeping off the leash, cell phone be going apeshit

I got that grape shit, you could taste it

When you sealing the blunt, man

It's always more to the story

But keep it short and sweet

Cause most of y'all bitches bore me..

4 x 4 Jeeps rolling in line

Call up my cousin Keith and tell him it's time

To bring the drinks out

Cause Jackson and Ben Frank out with us

And a couple of my girls work at Urban Outfitters

And soon as they shift up, I scoop em for the pick-up

And I hit em from the back

Like they're trying to lose the hiccups

I'm doggin, I'm doggin..

Build a bridge and get off it

Still whippin soda

Waxing, taxing, hoes be selecting me

Whippin, soda, that-that's the recipe

Neiman, Nautica, Birdwatch, Audobons

Bitches put your powder on, it's finna be hot, man

But I dunn held it down

Nigga, to hell with y'all

Don't make me spell it out

Like you children

I scale the walls of your building

We feel we about to make millions

But until then, we building

Get familiar, would it kill ya

To bill a couple bills for a trill nigga

Ill nigga, fish gill gumpy ass boy

Don't let a shark chomp ya in half

Your heart chakra will stop

So stop punnin' for ass

And get up to the paper like you got a subscription

Cause the crib got a lot of additions, like

Rooms, attic, new fabric, who average?

Over this way, you niggas knowing

I get off like a sick day

I'm rolling with some tall ass niggas like Dikembe

We out in the Dominican, it's muy caliente


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