Sir Michael Rocks - Good Sushi lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah, you don't mean what you say I'm the king with the yay If that box drop, I'm makin' 17 in a day. Not hundred.. I'm talkin' 17 K, got my cellie goin' cray Smokin' weed, watchin' Belly all day You seen what I get from the cash mission So reach for the gold, it's gon be more than an a** whippin' I keep plenty hoes, "Big Meech" with the phones n***as make 10 G's in a week where I'm from (Banco) Banco (Banco) I'm on the scene with the squad livin' large Them ladies love it when you polo jeans with the drawers I'm getting calls, getting texts Getting neck from a rich b**h who never seen the projects Drippin' Maserati, that garage lookin' gaudy Condo with the view, my b**h is waiting in the lobby California sushi with the ginger and wasabi n***as know to knock before they enter in on a boss [Hook x2] You don't know about the bucks, you don't know about the lokes When you see me at the spot, n***a you already know I'm eatin' bu*terfly lobster, good sushi Drink criss crissy, you're the b**h that's missin' it [Verse 2] I hollar dollars & cents, my Guatemala connect He got the hook up on the Lambos, hummers and Benz 20 thousand you Gucci, swag drip juicy Fat black n***a like Biggie in the Coogi We call him Big Paco he always ride wallabies Rocco, he say "me never smoke no tobacco" He only smoke his weed out a tight a** cone Another week and I'm right back on like I ain't never leave A real n***a bounce back, baby just the G's Pay the tab, what's the fee? Live n***as f** with me And that bag been jukin' for a day straight Stay in 5 star hotel for a great rate 5 star jefe on fire, El Diablo That chased every car with the black car Barcode Getting it, it ain't no limit when I slice Baby rocks on top, is it lemonade and Sprite? [Hook x2]