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mike dimes - ghetto spirit lyrics

[intro: gwen stefani & mike dimes]
be sweet (be sweet)
i know i’ve been a real bad girl (i’ll try to change)
i didn’t mean for you to get hurt (whatsoever)
we can make it better
and tell me, boy, now, wouldn’t that be sweet? ()
ayy, yuh

[verse 1: mike dimes]
pour me some tech
i get turnt, she give me some s+x
my d+ck hurt from f+ckin’ these b+tches, my d+ck ain’t berserk
you bumpin’ mike deezy, then turn me up, sir
this real n+gga spirit, i’m feelin’ like kirk
and i’m hittin’ her angles, she callin’ me kirk
i won’t talk to these n+ggas if it ain’t ’bout work
i gеt hate from these n+ggas, thеy still gonna lurk
poppin’, sippin’ on lipton, my b+tch bougie, london tipton
came from the bottom where n0body helped
they be showing’ they hands like a n+gga get [?]
i’m swervin’ in lanes, i’m tryna change
my momma know mike is a prophecy
this b+tch givin’ brain, the answer the same
“lil’ baby, you never can rock with me”
i’m triple c’d up, yuh
i need her to give mikey d some mclovin’ and sign prenups
nah, give me the ring, we only in here the f+ckin’
we only in here the function, we only in here to start somethin’
all of these n+ggas be checkin’ catalog like i’m not known to make speakers start thumpin’
i don’t like these n+ggas for nothin’, i just be chillin’ with camp
and i don’t trust b+tches for nothin’
i’m still tryna f+ck so come sit on this lap
and i don’t need to act like i be in the trap
i get money and b+tches so why would i cap?
i don’t do it for this and do it for that
i just do what i do and put it into rap
[chorus: mike dimes]
ayy, styrofoam, i got clientele
what i sell? microphones, b+tch, i’m fly as h+ll
can’t you tell? hot, hot, b+tch, i’m the man, b+tch, i’m the man
i got guap, guap, benji’ the man, benji’ the mans, gang

[verse 2: mike dimes]
ayy, two gs on my feet, what about two gs in broccoli?
i drop that sh+t with quality, mike dimes up next, that’s obviously
these n+ggas flow so sloppily, mike dimes run beats so properly
run laps on rappers, take they sh+t, move in they house, monopoly
these n+ggas ain’t got no property but got that chain, they mockeries, yeah
i been on gang for a minute and i can’t name n0body really exquisite, uh
but i got that sh+t that be different
’cause i rap about what i’m livin’
i hope that y’all really get it, please never look up to these children

[chorus: mike dimes]
ayy, styrofoam, i got clientele
what i sell? microphones, b+tch, i’m fly as h+ll
can’t you tell? hot, hot, b+tch, i’m the man, b+tch, i’m the man
i got guap, guap, benji’ the man, benji’ the mans, gang

- mike dimes lyrics

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