Mickey Factz - Robot Rock lyrics

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Mickey Factz - Robot Rock lyrics

Steve-O! Yea You see The reason why we do what we do See we do what we do like we goin for HD (Talk Yo sh**) Now that's some nice mothaf**a sh** High Definition Flow (Light) Steve-O aka the ? G-F-C Jumanji! [Verse 1] When you see me, this is what you expect Ketchup colored jeans, Mustard Baguettes Fresh new things, rushed from Tibet Prada stuck to my specks, I stay the same It ain't a thing when they cut me a check You a paper plan tryin to f** with a Jet Spit Camp-Lo slang, rush through ya set The San Tropez with a Busty Brunette (HA) Now who's hotter than this please This the sound track for 2016 So while you in house with ripped jeans Dyin to get Green, Concocting sick schemes I laugh at the Armory, Getting Money is Comedy See the jokes on you, when my dough come through I'll poke yo Boo, I'm the Black Sean Connery (uhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuuuhhhh) While you on the China Town Bus I'm out in Hong Kong, with China Town s*uts World Wide Factz, my Pa**port clear Just to get close to the man up stairs Took a long time just to stand up there And if fall off I'mma land on air I was chasin dough I ran all year Now it's chasin me, but I'm not scared [Steve-O] Aaah why you stop for? [Factz] Nah chill Steve, that's too much for them man It's too Zoolander for them [Steve-O] Nah keep goin I know that but keep flowin [Factz] They are no where on our levels right now We on our Uber sh** right? [Steve-O] You already know but keep goin Yea n***a so keep goin [Factz] Alright you want me to keep going alright lets go [Steve-O] Yes, Go [Verse 2] Ay Yo Steve, just another verse See you know I want chicks, but I'm tryin to get the money first I'm so hungry that my stomach hurts So when it's time to eat I'mma feast till my stomach burst I'm the best, if you think not I'll turn your think box into an ink blot The Kings hot, I ain't David, but I sling shots All you Goliath's better not try it Tryin to be a Giant?, you more like Hobit So I know you don't go to war with a rocket You get money and it's all you're pocket Me, 3 words, Withdraw And Deposit Gotta be seen and big in your optics Grindin for the cheese and live in a Cottage The flow burn, I'm sizzlin the hottest And I'm so sick, when I spit, I vomit (EW) Truth is I live with the flu, so if you listen to me, you gotta live with it too Call me Mr. Magoo, I don't listen to you See no Evil, Hear no Evil, The Riddle is through On a long run and you started the race I look behind me, and you follow the great I'm the future, tomorrow is late I'm a Fat Man ahead of my time, Please Pardon the Weight A frenzy, if you test me Horrible Fate I breeze like the wind speed in the Florida State Jet Li, with the technique Slaughter the Steak and wreck Beef like a Chef (ding) the order is late (Damn) I could do this all damn day, but the beat won't last Cause I keep goin past, but I'm supposed to stop, cause he so bad Turn the ba** up till the speakers blast (BOOM) [Hook] All of yall know I'm hot, so come and listen to the Robot Rock All of yall know I'm hot, so come and listen to the Robot Rock [Verse 3] Let me dust it off quick, haters on my shoulder I'm Dust Hoffman, No not the actor Just a rapper that cut ya lights out just like the clapper (clap clap) I send my regards, ya crew's from the Ringer, bunch of retards You wanna know what's my dream job? To rule a Big Apple, The Rap Steve Jobs Tryin to Minaj with about 3 broads, with D cup bras and each bu*t large (Boom) And they blue hair, keep up Marge Simpson I'm talkin bout brain pimpin, Limpin But I'mma walk it out, I did what I did it was on her couch And when I let off, it was on her mouth The brain was whack, but it's the thought that counts I am the best, we can spar it out I'm free nights and Weekends, call me out You gone think they'd let a monster out Silence, feel what I'm talkin bout [Hook] All of yall know I'm hot, so come and listen to the Robot Rock Most likely won't stop, so come and listen to the Robot Rock I'mma leave most of yall shocked, come and listen to the Robot Rock I said all of yall know I'm hot, come and listen to the Robot Rock [Verse 4] Damn, that brotha right there got a ego He gone keep goin until the beat don't Your best bet is to probably turn the beat low And rewind me whenever you want like TiVo, Shout to Steve-O We tryin to get G money without Nino, feel me Kiko? (You feel Me?) This rap sh** to me is free throw Yall watchin me takin shots for the C notes (Swoosh) That's music to my ear chico, you can feel it in the air people Why everybody out sayin they Neo? They stuck in the game, they last name is Geo Yea I'm a Cancer, but fierce as a Leo But shake rappers up like Cee-Lo, We know how he flow I'll give you a heat stroke and I'm still Cool, I'm Hace Frio (Wow) Every rapper wanna be a Gambino, I make them run home like the Great Gambino And I never ever move kilo's, but I'm good when ever I wear Kilo Please check my Stylo, I'm headed to France so I'm learnin Creole For the green, my man got the 9 like ? and he'll leave you with a peep hole I just got back from Puerto Rico, swimmin in the ocean tryin to find Nemo Yall know I got heat like Pacino, so let me go and get out of here like Chemo

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