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No, no, no, no It's Mike Stud, homie UHYUP If you ain't know I'm 'bout to blow Like a motherfuckin' sinus is My green is fuckin' doublin', homie I ain't talkin' Ireland, I'm wylin' Go so hard, I'm violent Wear emotions on my fuckin' sleeve like a violin Catch me on an island Darrelle Revis, feel my penis There you go, that scary flow He's comin' back around just like a Merry-Go I'm better than ever with every letter And headed for cheddar and ever so clever with every endeavor Ahead of the lever you better remember the fuckin' name I'm havin' a lot of fun, competition, nada son When everybody fucks with you, it's hard to be monogamous Ridin' 'round in luxury, sorry you can't come with me But shit gets extra shady when you underneath the money tree So keep your friends around, drivin' Benzes now, I'm trendin' now Yeah that's Twitter, but there is one thing to remember That nobody gives a fuck about your followers Cause half the dudes with more than me could never go as hard as this Letras de canciones And we do this every day Every time I come around now, this is what they say They like oh no, oh no, oh no Oh oh, oh no Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no She said I should take her home Well frankly baby, I'll be happy to Cause everytime I'm passin' through I'm packin' clubs like caddies do I'm driven like an avenue, these girls are freaky Heard my CD, now when they meet me they try and DC like the capital That means they tryin' to see my D I got dimes like CP3 My life is like a DVD, yeah it's like a movie I'm like Clooney to these younger chicks I'm in charge like the government I'm frankly on some other shit, so suck my dick, UHYUP Now, none of these guys is rappin' facts I ain't about that, they can have it back Bastards swackin', lackin' passion Dudes is lyin', Matthew Stafford I am dapper, so they hate I make what they hope to make My nickname is navigation, I know the way, I'm over weight No I'm not, my pockets is Humble but I'm confident Losing's not an option, bitch Catch me with the hottest chick Drinks is cold like hockey sticks Then I hit it, I don't fuckin' kick it, no Cause I ain't with that soccer shit Bang, one shot to your brain Now I think I'm done, mayne Drivin' home drunk but I stay in my lane Puttin' in work 'till I make my name No it's not a secret I'm keepin' I'm just beastin' went deep in, I'll keep it I've been sweatin' just like Keith did 'till I'm on Seacrest on some G shit In the studio I'm schemin' While everybody's sleepin' Only time I ever leave is when I'm booked up for an event And when I get to that event, I'm just drinkin' till I'm too dazed, weekend And we do this every day Every time I come around now, this is what they say They like oh no, oh no, oh no Oh oh, oh no Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no And we do this every day Every time I come around now, this is what they say They like oh no, oh no, oh no Oh oh, oh no Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no From Letras Mania