Mike Dimes, FlexOnDaTrack - INTRO lyrics
[Mike Dimes, FlexOnDaTrack - INTRO lyrics]
Well, it's early in the mor-
In the mornin'
Baby, when I rise, Lordy mama
Well, it's early every mor -in the mornin'
R-in a my right side, well-a
Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta
Well, it's Lord, you keep a talkin' (Baby)
Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie
Well, it's, oh Lord, Gal, well-a
Uh, uh now let me know who be
Kickin' like Mike Dimes, nigga
I was spittin' bars before I
Knew I could rhyme, nigga
I was Father, Lord before
There was father time, nigga
I was fuckin' broads before I
Was in my prime, nigga
Been the shit since I lеft my daddy's nuts
We pullin' caddies up for any
Nigga that be actin' tough
I nеver bragged enough, a city boy
I'm always actin' up
I'm takin' all her stuff, the nails
To weed
Designer bags and such, I know I been a klutz
Flow smoother than the slave ships
Pay for writin' scripts
I'm like a bible that can move your hips
The land of holy shit
I say one thing, it start apocalypse
I like to give her tip
Don't fuck with niggas 'cause
They all gon' flip, i never trip
'Cause niggas never really liked me
Point at anybody
Bet they all would try to fight me
Prolly 'cause I left him or
His bitch was getting pipe, b
I'ma say this once, I don't want beef
Not even slightly leave me alone
Why every sentence start with "My G"?
Ballin' like the latest Kobe Bryant
Of this rap shit nigga, I'm the greatest
Biggest flex to me is gettin'
Money on you haters
Love to make you niggas suffer
I'm a motherfuckin' sadist
Niggas talkin' shit but they ain't
Bringin' it to the table
Bitch, I'm tryna get this money
Fuck a motherfuckin' label
I got children everywhere
I rock you niggas in the cradle
I ain't kiddin' with you niggas
I ain't motherfuckin' playful
Young nigga twenty
I'm tryna hit twenty mill'
And I'm eatin' good
I did had about twenty meals
Big body motor, see no big body wheels
This the H Town drip
Candy paint and golden grills
Bitch, I got the Tee with
A little lemon squeeze
Bitch, I'm for the streets
I fuck a new bitch every week
Nigga, disrespect and you'll be
Drumming up a beat bitch, I'm on the track
That's that and family next to me
Go down, go down fly above yonder, and amen
In the mornin'
Baby, when I rise, Lordy mama
Well, it's early every mor -in the mornin'
R-in a my right side, well-a
Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta
Well, it's Lord, you keep a talkin' (Baby)
Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie
Well, it's, oh Lord, Gal, well-a
Uh, uh now let me know who be
Kickin' like Mike Dimes, nigga
I was spittin' bars before I
Knew I could rhyme, nigga
I was Father, Lord before
There was father time, nigga
I was fuckin' broads before I
Was in my prime, nigga
Been the shit since I lеft my daddy's nuts
We pullin' caddies up for any
Nigga that be actin' tough
I nеver bragged enough, a city boy
I'm always actin' up
I'm takin' all her stuff, the nails
To weed
Designer bags and such, I know I been a klutz
Flow smoother than the slave ships
Pay for writin' scripts
I'm like a bible that can move your hips
The land of holy shit
I say one thing, it start apocalypse
I like to give her tip
Don't fuck with niggas 'cause
They all gon' flip, i never trip
'Cause niggas never really liked me
Point at anybody
Bet they all would try to fight me
Prolly 'cause I left him or
His bitch was getting pipe, b
I'ma say this once, I don't want beef
Not even slightly leave me alone
Why every sentence start with "My G"?
Ballin' like the latest Kobe Bryant
Of this rap shit nigga, I'm the greatest
Biggest flex to me is gettin'
Money on you haters
Love to make you niggas suffer
I'm a motherfuckin' sadist
Niggas talkin' shit but they ain't
Bringin' it to the table
Bitch, I'm tryna get this money
Fuck a motherfuckin' label
I got children everywhere
I rock you niggas in the cradle
I ain't kiddin' with you niggas
I ain't motherfuckin' playful
Young nigga twenty
I'm tryna hit twenty mill'
And I'm eatin' good
I did had about twenty meals
Big body motor, see no big body wheels
This the H Town drip
Candy paint and golden grills
Bitch, I got the Tee with
A little lemon squeeze
Bitch, I'm for the streets
I fuck a new bitch every week
Nigga, disrespect and you'll be
Drumming up a beat bitch, I'm on the track
That's that and family next to me
Go down, go down fly above yonder, and amen