Luclover - Mr. Miyagi lyrics
[Luclover - Mr. Miyagi lyrics]
Yeah yeah oh woah oh woah yeah yeah
Ayo Yetty, turn that shit up
Mr miyagi my genes how I fuck
Round' when I pop it
Baddy at the club I show her
Money she gon top it
Bro got a scope with the beam he
Had fucked around and shot it
I just touched that money now
It's filling up my closet
I just touched a M, I made another deposit
Brodie in the lamb
"Said he want beef?" Oh we can chop it
Unc he movin slim
He juggin inside the projects
That boy he a simp
He show love don't care the mileage
I can't show no trust
Don't know who fuck with the feds
Ran my monеy up, pshh
All of my friends are dead
I'm talkin bout my hunnids
All of us in thе flesh
Bitch I gotta bunch it
You gon count it instead
Want that Rolex Presidential on
My watch bitch too much money I don't care
Bout none of the talking
This water drippin on my AP like a faucet
Got lotta cars
You wanna pick? Cause I got options
I got like 4 inside the
Garage yeah I'm poppin
She took my heart and then
She ran she goin hostage i just be mixing up
These bands going shopping
713 where I be posted yeah I'm locked in
I'm in the studio I'm in here for a block, uh
No I can't talk to nobody it's too much wock
Uh i pray to god my uncle safe
And don't get locked up show in Houston
Texas they want me to pop up!
Mr miyagi my genes how I fuck
Round' when I pop it
Baddy at the club I show her
Money she gon top it
Bro got a scope with the beam he
Had fucked around and shot it
I just touched that money now
It's filling up my closet
I just touched a M, I made another deposit
Brodie in the lamb
"Said he want beef?" Oh we can chop it
Unc he movin slim
He juggin inside the projects
That boy he a simp
He show love don't care the mileage
Ayo Yetty, turn that shit up
Mr miyagi my genes how I fuck
Round' when I pop it
Baddy at the club I show her
Money she gon top it
Bro got a scope with the beam he
Had fucked around and shot it
I just touched that money now
It's filling up my closet
I just touched a M, I made another deposit
Brodie in the lamb
"Said he want beef?" Oh we can chop it
Unc he movin slim
He juggin inside the projects
That boy he a simp
He show love don't care the mileage
I can't show no trust
Don't know who fuck with the feds
Ran my monеy up, pshh
All of my friends are dead
I'm talkin bout my hunnids
All of us in thе flesh
Bitch I gotta bunch it
You gon count it instead
Want that Rolex Presidential on
My watch bitch too much money I don't care
Bout none of the talking
This water drippin on my AP like a faucet
Got lotta cars
You wanna pick? Cause I got options
I got like 4 inside the
Garage yeah I'm poppin
She took my heart and then
She ran she goin hostage i just be mixing up
These bands going shopping
713 where I be posted yeah I'm locked in
I'm in the studio I'm in here for a block, uh
No I can't talk to nobody it's too much wock
Uh i pray to god my uncle safe
And don't get locked up show in Houston
Texas they want me to pop up!
Mr miyagi my genes how I fuck
Round' when I pop it
Baddy at the club I show her
Money she gon top it
Bro got a scope with the beam he
Had fucked around and shot it
I just touched that money now
It's filling up my closet
I just touched a M, I made another deposit
Brodie in the lamb
"Said he want beef?" Oh we can chop it
Unc he movin slim
He juggin inside the projects
That boy he a simp
He show love don't care the mileage