lp rambo - michelin man lyrics
[hook]
tuh, my wrist cost a brick or sum
you ain’t got no money all you want is a lil’ b-tch or sum
i was selling white o’s like a n-gga michelin
car so fast might win a piston but i’m not from michigan
f-ck her then i’m gone that’s a hit and run
better throw some hands cause you don’t want me to get the gun
i bought 30 shots they hollows you just might be getting one
i’m so out here n-gga i got beef with senior citizens
[verse one]
if i ever go broke tell my brothers they should pop me
if i ever go broke i don’t care who i just might rob em
if you see me play dead like a whole f-cking possom
put a rose next to my choppa send some shots off if it blossom
don’t ask me if i’ll leave, i will never leave my team
i been watching out so much my b-tches think i’ve gone naive
i got one gat in my boxers cause i’m cl-ssic like white tees
i got cuban links hawaiian links but my jeweler chinese
endless grams of dope that’s the only thing i need
65 hunnit where i be don’t act like you cannot find me
young six got the juice all of the juice i’m feeling like hi-c
been whipping cream for years and years not talking no ice cream
first i find the bag, when i find it then i leave
and she tell me don’t do nothing to him she know how i be
threw me off but i caught her in the act, now i see
believed you n-ggas for a second now it’s cap, now i see
[hook]
tuh, my wrist cost a brick or sum
you ain’t got no money all you want is a lil’ b-tch or sum
i was selling white o’s like a n-gga michelin
car so fast might win a piston but i’m not from michigan
[verse two]
if i am the stain you not hitting one
pull up where yo mama live and tell that b-tch to get her son
and there ain’t no talking nothing out that n-ggas fricking done
bought a silver diamond earring now i want the p-ssy one, aye, check it out
n-gga f-ck your vision there’s a bigger one
know the opps be listening that’s why i always trigger them
you be in the feild going to war never winning one
why you always getting shot f-ck n-gga where’s your fricking gun
[hook]
tuh, my wrist cost a brick or sum
you ain’t got no money all you want is a lil’ b-tch or sum
i was selling white o’s like a n-gga michelin
car so fast might win a piston but i’m not from michigan
f-ck her then i’m gone that’s a hit and run
better throw some hands cause you don’t want me to get the gun
i bought 30 shots they hollows you just might be getting one
i’m so out here n-gga i got beef with senior citizens
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