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john michel - take no more lyrics

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[chorus]
can’t take no more baby this sh+t all i ever wanted
he check the score n+gga can’t believe i really won it
think i was born to get it all before i’m dear departed
i asked the lord and my bank account said he responded
can’t take no more baby this sh+t all i ever wanted
he check the score n+gga can’t believe i really won it
think i was born to get it all before i’m dear departеd
i asked the lord and my bank account said he rеsponded

[verse]
yeah i been on my big sh+t, n+ggas on my hitlist
hit ’em with the: bald head, barcode, k!ll sh+t
the hitman a hit boy
i got her hips wobbling
birthday suit, yeah i told that chick “model it”
hollering
my money talk louder than these lights camera actions
acting like actors when talking to the pastors
i’m looking forward to the past tense
grass is always greener in the pastures
fever for the bag
and i feel it, i really feel it
n+gga i’m heating up
see it to believe it, living like the sh+t they making up
i said it once and imma say it again
i know it’s wrong but i’m thinking ’bout your girl and her friend
my life generous, been getting benefits right from my genesis
i treat your chick like otis ’cause i tried a little tenderness
it sound funny but she asking for more
n+gga i’m rich, black, and handsome
bring the bank to the store, i know that i
[chorus]
can’t take no more baby this sh+t all i ever wanted
he check the score n+gga can’t believe i really won it
think i was born to get it all before i’m dear departed
i asked the lord and my bank account said he responded
can’t take no more baby this sh+t all i ever wanted
he check the score n+gga can’t believe i really won it
think i was born to get it all before i’m dear departed
i asked the lord and my bank account said he responded (yeah lately)

[verse]
i been cruising down the street in your pop’s ’64
i’m b+tch slapping some n+ggas and grab assing your hoe
i got a chick riding ‘shotty with the alligator bag
came through wallet looking like a chapter and a half
‘had enough?’ what you think?
i’ll be taking some more
we at the club, bottles clink
then we ‘ha’ on da floor
i’m saying i’m spending money so erroneous
i’m buying your mother a bottle henny for her 40th
the name is f+cking john michel+ichini
i admit it’s nice to meet me
got your b+tches singing la bohème, i’m g’d up like puccini
i want one in a bikini while another bring martinis
signing checks will keep the peace so my bank been making treaties
just stop it, i’m takin it all and it’s not an option
shocking, i see how you moving this sh+t appalling
talking, n+gga shut up and just keep it rocking
said i could never get enough, and this sh+t became a problem
[bridge]
take some more n+gga (yeah, yeah)
and take some more n+gga (yeah, yeah)
can’t take no more baby (yeah, yeah)
can’t take no more baby (yeah, yeah)
i said that i

[chorus]
can’t take no more baby this sh+t all i ever wanted
he check the score n+gga can’t believe i really won it
think i was born to get it all before i’m dear departed
i asked the lord and my bank account said he responded
can’t take no more baby this sh+t all i ever wanted
he check the score n+gga can’t believe i really won it
think i was born to get it all before i’m dear departed
i asked the lord and my bank account said he responded
can’t take no more baby this sh+t all i ever wanted
he check the score n+gga can’t believe i really won it
think i was born to get it all before i’m dear departed
i asked the lord and my bank account said he responded
can’t take no more baby this sh+t all i ever wanted
he check the score n+gga can’t believe i really won it
think i was born to get it all before i’m dear departed
i asked the lord and my bank account said he responded



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