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aloha rickie - michael economy lyrics

[intro]
(boookaah!) mike! mike! mobb!(#nxggrgang)
red eye society in this b-tch, shout out to the michael mafia. i got some real mother f-ckers with me, look
lets get em

[hook]
riding through the town, my n-ggas wildin’ out
young n-ggas gettin’ it mike trout
hustle, hustle, hustle thats what we about
mikemobb.com b-tch check it out
we gettin’ money michael economy
we gettin’ money michael economy
we gettin’ money michael economy
we gettin’ money michael economy

[verse 1: aloha rickie]
i think i’m mike economy stackin’ chips
25/8 we on some gutter trappin’ sh-t
the squad i’m with will come and sn-tch ya sh-t
moving solutions any problems get to packin’ sh-t
its an eviction notice
the town taking over
all of my n-ggas soldiers
we young mike sosas
just trynna get my cheese
dont make me have to mold ya
making this bread sweet
like i work for hostess
ain’t nothing better than
stacking them dividens
thank you jesus, praise god, amen
b-tch im in the game but i ain’t playin’
got an issue whelp little n-gga say some
ill coach my young n-ggas to catch you slippin
pull out them super soakers, squirt, and wet you n-gga
i’m stackin cheddar n-gga better then you’ll ever be
i’m uptown or fo town with them two bs

[hook]

[verse 2: yung hadda]
mike mobb b-tch call me mike vegas
100 guns 300 clips n-gga im dangerous
can’t trust most of these n-ggas they got 5 faces
but im a real n-gga fly times greatness
b-tch im sky scr-ping bbg that be the block
smoked the f-ck out on probation whistle if you see the cops
from rags to riches
n-gga thats the mission
im smoking hash prescriptions
pulling all the baddest b-tches
mollys n-gga i need two of those
all that sh-t they rap about we really do it tho
my lifes a movie or a musical
money power and finesse thats what i do it fo’
im riding through my city with a trusted few
cause n-ggas get a taste of money and act f-ckin’ new
i can’t f-ck with you and i can’t f-ck with that
mike mobb bennett block b-tch we on the map

[hook]

[verse 3: jayr]
n-ggas start trippin’
ima put the clip in
i stay blowin’ like a fan shop
my swag is so clean like it just got mopped
making b-tches come back to me
n-gga thats a tragedy
how i make your b-tch come back to me
trynna get some good d
yeah she calls me daddy
and rides me like a caddy
talking to these b-tches got them wet like a puddle
making game plans n-gga get in the huddle
all my n-ggas f-ck with real toys
making real noise
n-ggas be turnt up f-cked up not giving a f-ck about a hater
your b-tch yeah i’ll take her
she claim you a faker
i’m chasing paper
i’m chasing paper
fresh clothes, fresh gun, fresh taper
i’m getting money
i’m getting money
i’m getting money
got your b-tch in the room and i’m in her tummy

- aloha rickie lyrics

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