Mike Tyson (feat. Ryan Cam) Video (MV)

(Yo, Ryan talk to 'em)
Yeah, yeah
F*ck up my commas
Don't tell nobody
Light the marijuana, yeah
Smoke that like hobby
Yeah!
We be lit, I got ice
And a fifth, ooo yeah
We got hits like oh, my
Mike Tys' in this bitch
Put chick in Prada
She move that body
Shake that how she wanna, yeah
She do entice me, woah!
Don't wanna be your friend
Your loss, I can't control
Make up my bands
Dip out, I'm on the road
Making my way to the top
Cash in the air, watch it drop
Never gon stop, never gon quit
I'm pulling up, pulling up in the whip
I'm bout to blow, I'm bout to pop
Me and my chauffeur pull up to the spot
I be with Ryan, you know we riding
Killin' these bitches, I ain't even trying, yeah
We got hits like "Oh, my!"
See them looking when I roll by
They be hating I don't know why
Smoking good, I be so high
She acting out tell her play her role
Keep it G, never break the code
Never been the type to take it slow
Pull up and take your hoe, like damn
I'm the man
Bitch, I'm in high demand
Jay The Protégé and Ryan Cam be like a band
I ain't tryna be your friend
Girl I ain't that type of man, no
But show me love, I'll put ya in designer brands, ohh
F*ck up my commas
Don't tell nobody
Light the marijuana, yeah
Smoke that like hobby
Yeah!
We be lit, I got ice
And a fifth, ooo yeah
We got hits like oh, my
Mike Tys' in this bitch
Put chick in Prada
She move that body
Shake that how she wanna, yeah
She do entice me, woah!
Don't wanna be your friend
Your loss, I can't control
Make up my bands
Dip out, I'm on the road
Hold up
Bitch
No I don't wanna be your friend
I keep it real from beginning to end
Imma pull up in the Benz, woah
We in this bitch, ooo yeah
Send a fifth, ooo yeah
I'm bout my biz, ooo yeah
I might just f*ck at the crib, ooo yeah (Hey!)
Pop me a bottle, we getting lit
I get it popping when I'm in the VIP
I'm with the models, they all on my dick
My money colossal, I'm with the shit
I'm off the drank, I'm getting bent
Spend in a day what you pay for your rent
I keep it real and I never pretend
There ain't no telling how much imma spend
Yeah we get it popping
I'm taking that blunt to the noggin'
I'm running the game and I'm, uh
Running the game and I ain't even jogging, yeah
I ain't got no time for all that drama
Imma hold my tongue and light the marijuana, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah
F*ck up my commas
Don't tell nobody
Light the marijuana, yeah
Smoke that like hobby
Yeah!
We be lit, I got ice
And a fifth, ooo yeah
We got hits like oh, my
Mike Tys' in this bitch
Put chick in Prada
She move that body
Shake that how she wanna, yeah
She do entice me, woah!
Don't wanna be your friend
Your loss, I can't control
Make up my bands
Dip out, I'm on the road