paroles de chanson Cream - Micki Ronnae

Yeah
Oh my God
It's Micki
Yeah
Look

I spent a brick on the rolex/
Like oh my God/
I gave a foreign bitch more sex/
Till she said no mas/
Hope on the track and I boflex/
But I don't workout/
Send more texts than you send checks then it won't workout/
You see cash rules everything around me/
I'm on my grind night and day like I'm Al B/
If they around me/
Well then they family/
And they might shoot your ass dead for how you sounding/
So watch your tone/
You don't want no smoke/
Yeah it's all fun and jokes/
Until your ass get poked/
100 k for ropes/
Serve the soap like its coke/
Sometimes you gotta finesse the shit (ooo)/
To get your blessings/
Don't trust these niggas (un ah)/
They some thespians (ooo)/
Yeah they be acting hard (Ah)/
But they some lesbians (ooo)/
Tell em tuck they dresses in (ah)/
Ya'll embarrassing (ooo)/
That boy prettier than me/
Got me depressed in shit (ah)/
I swear to god I'm too much for TV/
I'm in and out them niggas hardly see me/
I'm grinding hard everyday of the week/
My brother beat the charge he's a young OG/