Mike Will Made It - Bars Of Soap lyrics

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Mike Will Made It - Bars Of Soap lyrics

[Intro] Aye, aye, aye Ransom Aye, aye Aye, aye, aye Ransom Aye, aye, aye I'mma running man Sandals slipping off my feet, on the sand Counting up the bills with my dominant hand Took twos on.... take this appreciate it This too? why take the rims off? Mike WiLL Made-It [Verse] I'm going postal - loco Coast to coast like La Nostra My G.I. Joe present, I get to see a cobra So off my rocker got me sipping club soda Some bombs never go off, some stars never blow up I'm pitching [?] in a dug out Reaching in my pants and I can't take a head count Flash back '03, things was looking run down Now I set foot in the place, it's a luau k**ing sh** like ten counts, y'all know how we get down House with the fence around, y'all know that we in route Transition from the Impala to the Fisker I should charge admission for that girl to get the dessert Left the doors up, now the lambo has pigtails Since you getting comfy, I'mma let you sit there I'mma let you stay there When I shed a tear, they didn't have no care, so I'mma charge retail I brought some kush cause you say you want [?] If you loves it in the room, you best get well Every dog has its day, what the hell no tuck tail Swae Lee went to magazine, Double X, L (XXL) Floss with your Gucci on, bloods dipped in goo Colors burst on the cars and the j**els I'm a wanted man... seats looking like they got a spray tan When I was without, not a helping hand I got some women who throw it back, and make me drop the cans I told Ben Frank, "Just to drop a pin" I collect my fit goal to the highest bid Yes I might drop in, it all depends Junior high I was dreaming of a Mach 10 I'm coming clean though, I mean not a speck My girl be serving looks, I could kiss the chef Katana sword popping out my walking cane I'm overseas my Cali bae like, "How was Spain?" We getting to the money and you n***as having issues I bought a f**ing piece and it came with a wet suit The Buddha left me without breath, I really am a mess I'm mooching off my mother-loving self She be hoping that I take a knee like Kaepernick, Yes I be open to that Sremm Life sh** This is how we live, this is how we exist Hoes love the kicks and we love the hits All in the house and I'm home-wrecking If I sleep with his wife, Im a home-wrecker I'm in my own world, throw the money up and make my own weather Mami playing with my balls like tether, on my leather Money talk, it's a lecture, 80 pointers dance on me, it's electric n***as don't hate, I'm still unaffected Chip on my shoulder, I move undetected She said pop the question, the question got deflected [?] made my boy, thats my motherf**in brethren Let's cut to the chase, it's only on the house when we in the place My Houston lava boys got it up in some flames Stirring up the cup with my wrist, souffle Shaka Zulu chains with my name engraved I told you I don't swing, don't say my name in vain We bring it to your door like (doorbell) You rang?! Spending all the money then we watch it boomerang With the fendi belt angry face like Pootie Tang Put some gold on my fingers, neck and shoestrings "Long time, no see" That's what they say when they see me mane I been going crazy, just to stay sane Hey, your girl [?] asking who's to blame? Young whipper snapper with the Range Pause, then I went deranged Call that hottie on my station Long week, had a great day Someone got my blowing tree like Sage An army you should get erased Army yeah, you can hate

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