Sir Michael Rocks - Great lyrics

[Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks] Damn baby call me Mikey Rocks I hop in the coupe Later on tryna see whats poppin witchu And you know you saw them dollars I threw I'm talking damn near two bands Wanna get this paper girl don't stand there, you dance She bust it open she shakin it and she standing on her hands I love life but I dont love these hoes Swisher sweets man thats all I roll Steady mobbin and the only problem when you young, ballin and you on a roll Lookin for that 2+ me Goin in on the mic like a tony kukoc 3 She said this is probably somethin we should keep low key But see we tryna see the view and tryna see yo suite Man the elevator keep goin up and its goin down Headin up to the top floor, there's more bottles to go around I seen your pictures all over town, take it off and then drop it slow Make her shake it I break the bank and you see how far that doctor go Just don't try to stop the show... [Hook] With all them bada** friends you be thinking you a 10 but you a 8 (You a 8) Now that's great (that's great) Girl I know that you a star and I see you goin hard for the cake (For the cake) Now that's great (that's great) Got a room full of hoes and they said we can put em on tape (On tape) Now that's great (that's great) With all them bada** friends you be thinking you a 10 but you a 8 (You a 8) Now that's great (that's great) [Verse 2: Casey Veggies] She'll probably never let me go, my chick always want me back Running fast around that track, but we never overlap Take your clothes off girl, this my world I'll show you how to act Peas N Carrots on the map, oh man I probably throw a stack Had her laying on her back, she was rubbing on my tat Had a dream that my girl a stripper you should run it back Up in bed throwing it back like a UFC match Had that a** tryna tap, wonder how long it's gon' last She said "Casey you that n***a, always said you was gon' rap And you got that sh** done old boy you inspiring I saw your potential when I used to give you problems Now you just that n***a, boy I'll dance without a problem" She keep that money piling, but I collect the profit I don't trust these f**ing banks, got a lot of cash and Started living fast wit it, baby shake that a** for me I ain't know you had that in you [Hook] [Verse 3: Mac Miller] And you know Im'a ball, Greg Ostertag, new bank account, please open that Got Oprah cash, you broken gla** and I'm showing my a** in my photographs Got a f**ed up past but it ain't that bad though, f**ed around with some fat hoes Ho puff puff pa** if you rolling my hash, ima face this one ima a**hole Know a girl named Becky that give that dome, don't have no job but live alone Money from her mom every weekend she tend to spend that on sniffing coke Oh, you a nasty b**h, ain't no 10 way below average Got other f**ed up things to say but we don't even believe half that sh** Got a beat off Cardo, all about money Wells Fargo Got girls in my pockets, like 8 of them hoes, yea I got cargos I bet you gon' stop, Casey, Mac, and Mikey Rocks She likes to f**, she likes to shop, problem is she likes to talk [Hook]