Yung Simmie - Rap Michael Phelps lyrics

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Yung Simmie - Rap Michael Phelps lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung Simmie] I k** a motherf**er with a sword Pull up on a n***a when I'm bored Soon as you open the door The smoke is galore Bad b**hes all on the floor She f**ing want more My n***as is thuggin' is nothin' Pistols is bustin, you runnin' I been about hundreds, hundred f** it I go huntin' Smokin' pine like I burned down the forest And you can't ignore it The kush see I blow it You p**y I know it You rookie, I pro it Yo' b**h got chosen Now she blowin', O's and taken pose The coke is in the nose And she feelin' pretty so she pose I'm sippin drank 'till I dose, off I'm my own boss I can't take a loss, Rick Ross We stop, smoke break then I'm back to the cake I've been on my hustle can't wait A skinny n***a but I'm still a heavyweight And I look like my moms in the face If you ever try my mom then my palms in your face b**h, I go deep you in the lake I pull off in the G, f** brakes I gotta keep it 103 f**face Imma roll me up a fatty, that's a blunt to the face [Verse 2: Yung Simmie] I got yo' b**h, blowin' me up But, I gotta keep it movin' ain't no slowin' me up Simmie be that n***a when he rap he throw up I prefer, 2 cups, 2 blunts, and 4 s*uts I post up, like a bball game I ain't talkin' toothpaste but I got aim Step on your toupée cause yo' top off Boy you need to catch up, cause I been had sauce n***a think he on he will get knocked off b**h, I am the gatekeeper, ain't no gettin' locked out I know I'm a vet got time on my belt I hope you got yo' heater cause mines on my belt I fly by myself Cause if I do the crime, I do time by myself You just lied to yourself I've been in that water, the rap Michael Phelps

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