Sir Michael Rocks
Sir Michael Rocks - Exing lyrics
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[Verse 1:] Everybody play your part from the start in this game if you role play Stickin' with your team you can be a king More cake for the whole squad The butter soft leathers in the Dodge Viper with those headlight wipers I don't need no change Go pay the tab at the bar and come back with some of that dang Rose You need a coach I'm customato And if you ain't got no cup don't touch that bottle She knowin' that she fly too And I can't say bye to them thighs no matter how fuckin' hard I try to She got a new boyfriend but we still sexin' She don't call me as much but we still texin' My shawty with the bubble butt Butterflies bubble up in yo' gut Fuck the rules let's make some moves It's true I could try somethin' new But I'm slidin' with my ex maid Let's jet baby [Hook: x2] Ay baby I see you just can't quit I see you got a new nigga But he just don't fit So I said [Verse 2:] Now you lyin' to your friends pretendin' we don't speak Promised you man we was done we was over You run to come over to the crib when you leave the club You still got that wristband on your left hand Right bricks, bracelets, yes ma'am let's jam Like the printer when you overload it An' don't I go to work on that ass like I'm tryna get promoted Ridin' in the Lotus Friday I notice you the coldest A coke a cola ain't poppin' quite like you are Lite Brites in the brake lights, new car I'm a watch it like Zeitgeist I should've been cut you off but I keep slippin' My homie had the same story but it seemed different It's supposed to be me or you this time that slip Shit maybe not this round I learned my lesson baby next time around [Hook]