Lyrics Sir Michael Rocks

Sir Michael Rocks

Money Came

[Intro: Sir Michael Rocks]

Yeah, on the real man

Fuck a nigga, f**k a bitch

Fuck anybody that got somethin' to say about this right here man

I worked too motherf**kin' hard all day

Six, yeah

[Hook x2: Sir Michael Rocks]

Money came, money go

Pussy came, pussy go

We don't chase, we let em go

Keep it real, we keep it real

[Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks]

I'm in the Mazda, ridin' like I got els

I dont give a f**k incase you can not tell

Pullin' up and looking good my nigga is second nature

Funny thing about your people they gon' respect or hate ya

Where my hoes at? stealin' shit from Niemenns

Party like a demon, there's molly water everywhere

I'm gettin' to the mula, rolling dices on the cement

Phillip Limb for my bday, got pinky on replay

And Gucci on repeat, your watch is all seezy

You niggas so commercial but you cant get on the TV man

Whats up with that?

Tell em cut the check em, f**k em back

bitch

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks]

Its like Monday to Friday I'm never sober

No hangovers, four Range Rovers

Too much for hoes but three much for niggas

Got mud in my soda, blunt full of Yoda

I'm workin', she twerkin', they thinkin' we get it legit

And now thats more trip, for more flips

I keep it flippin' like a monkey come and get me if you want me

Girl, I'ma kill the pussy til it haunt me like a ghost

I'm a dog ass nigga on this post

From the city where a niggas do the most for lil money

I got some old heads did a drill for me

And I can hang with you niggas and feel funny

[Hook x2]