MIKE - OFFERINGS lyrics

Yeah
Give me ten, I'll give you a sweet sixteen
No brat, just to laugh about the mistreat
Every lap pull a stance out of six feet
Bottom where the shit be
Popping at the collar while you holler
You forgotten that your shit stink
Money bring wahala
Check the problem that the zips bring
Corrupt system they be clapping
When the clips sing and I don't blame you
I just ask them if they miss me
Going in the dirt
That shit you be packing in your ripped jeans
Glued to this stoop, we still
Move with the crew, with Manhattan to the

Yo, yo, yo
I do not care what you offer me, nigga
Hop off my dick and hop off of me nigga
Hop off the strip, do not bother me
Stuck in my head where I'd rather be

I do not care what you offer me, nigga
Hop off my dick and hop off of me nigga
Hop off the strip, do not bother me
Stuck in my head where I'd rather be

Yeah and lately I been hitting bud
Watch my face starts to fade
In a picture smudge
In this bowl full of chicken, papa lick the
In this potty mouth nigga
Like I lick the mud
'Preme but he gon' be when the winter come
Polo bubble fat and my system pump
My eyes low and I regret it
If I hit the blunt
And I ain't piecing niggas nothing
All my sisters bucks
And I ain't fucking with these lyrics
That you with us son
Since a youngin' my spirit been a bitter one
Where's that cheddar dude?
Somethin' must have bit your tongue
A lot of niggas like to talk
But never really get it done