Take a chance like f*ck it what do I know
Got my head spinning round thats a cyclone
Heard you in love with a nigga you a psycho
We living fast babe I hope that we don't die slow, yea
Drank too much drank drive with my eyes closed
Made 10 band plays off both my iPhones
F*cked on his bitch like honey I'm home
They ain't want me back then now I feel like Mike Jones
Whoa
The rain coming, my chain flooded
Took my mama out just to say your boy done made something
She said she praying for me she see the money and fame coming
Told her that it wasn't no option, I done got flyer than a cockpit
New bitch like how I pop shit
Benji hang outta my pocket
Penthouse view from the top shit
F*cking on an OFF-WHITE carpet
She got a banging lil body
We made love on Murakami
That pussy get wet as tsunami
I know she want me to stay, she can't have her way, yea
Baby I got plays to make, racks for rainy days, yea
Spent two racks on makeup beat her face look like a geisha
I'm not Mike Jones but my wrist on ice age this a glacier
Burrr
Take a chance like f*ck it what do I know
Got my head spinning round thats a cyclone
Heard you in love with a nigga you a psycho
We living fast babe I hope that we don't die slow, yea
Drank too much drank drive with my eyes closed
Made 10 band plays off both my iPhones
F*cked on his bitch like honey I'm home
They ain't want me back then now I feel like Mike Jones
Lil Dream - Mike Jones Lyrics
Lil Dream - Mike Jones Lyrics
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Take a chance like f*ck it what do I know
Got my head spinning round thats a cyclone
Heard you in love with a nigga you a psycho
We living fast babe I hope that we don't die slow, yea
Drank too much drank drive with my eyes closed
Made 10 band plays off both my iPhones
F*cked on his bitch like honey I'm home
They ain't want me back then now I feel like Mike Jones
Whoa
The rain coming, my chain flooded
Took my mama out just to say your boy done made something
She said she praying for me she see the money and fame coming
Told her that it wasn't no option, I done got flyer than a cockpit
New bitch like how I pop shit
Benji hang outta my pocket
Penthouse view from the top shit
F*cking on an OFF-WHITE carpet
She got a banging lil body
We made love on Murakami
That pussy get wet as tsunami
I know she want me to stay, she can't have her way, yea
Baby I got plays to make, racks for rainy days, yea
Spent two racks on makeup beat her face look like a geisha
I'm not Mike Jones but my wrist on ice age this a glacier
Burrr
Take a chance like f*ck it what do I know
Got my head spinning round thats a cyclone
Heard you in love with a nigga you a psycho
We living fast babe I hope that we don't die slow, yea
Drank too much drank drive with my eyes closed
Made 10 band plays off both my iPhones
F*cked on his bitch like honey I'm home
They ain't want me back then now I feel like Mike Jones
Got my head spinning round thats a cyclone
Heard you in love with a nigga you a psycho
We living fast babe I hope that we don't die slow, yea
Drank too much drank drive with my eyes closed
Made 10 band plays off both my iPhones
F*cked on his bitch like honey I'm home
They ain't want me back then now I feel like Mike Jones
Whoa
The rain coming, my chain flooded
Took my mama out just to say your boy done made something
She said she praying for me she see the money and fame coming
Told her that it wasn't no option, I done got flyer than a cockpit
New bitch like how I pop shit
Benji hang outta my pocket
Penthouse view from the top shit
F*cking on an OFF-WHITE carpet
She got a banging lil body
We made love on Murakami
That pussy get wet as tsunami
I know she want me to stay, she can't have her way, yea
Baby I got plays to make, racks for rainy days, yea
Spent two racks on makeup beat her face look like a geisha
I'm not Mike Jones but my wrist on ice age this a glacier
Burrr
Take a chance like f*ck it what do I know
Got my head spinning round thats a cyclone
Heard you in love with a nigga you a psycho
We living fast babe I hope that we don't die slow, yea
Drank too much drank drive with my eyes closed
Made 10 band plays off both my iPhones
F*cked on his bitch like honey I'm home
They ain't want me back then now I feel like Mike Jones
Writer: Darren Hanible
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