Слова пісні
Uh, it's Mykii J
You know he don't play
And that's it
Yeah, I need three bitches and two niggas, I'm Making a Band, no Diddy
Dropped 2 books and some freestyles, now I'm feelin' all high-saditty
I got the blunt rolled and a bottle of bub, for whoever tryna vibe with me
And if they wanna suck on the kid, then it's "How You Doing?" like Wendy
Uh, the dick still cold, I call it nippy
La Vida Loca, no I'm not Lucy, I'm more like Ricky
Back it up and give me 50, you haters ain't fuckin' with me
Mykii J's a brand, no Reebok I'm more like Fendi
Uh, I'm prolly 'bout to send this shit to Gregg Nitty
Watch and learn, I'm finna blow, I'm gon' pop like Jiffy
Oh yeah, I'm real, see, I'm reppin' every block in Philly
We ain't built the same, my world is different, that's word to Whitley
I tell'em, I'm the white ranger, no Saba
I said, baby, call me Sada, I got choppas
This is only chapter one in Mykii's saga
Bitch, I'm Darth Vader like, Luke, I'm your father
A nigga hungry, tryna see what I'ma eat today
Serve it like Serena, ain't got time for playin' Keep-Away
And if you want a ride, you ain't gotta ask
You know what to do, sit it on my mustache
Shawty, come on over, sit it on my mustache
On my mustache, on my, on my mustache
Set it down and ride it, you don't need a buss pass
Need a buss pass, need a, need a buss pass
Shawty, come on over, sit it on my mustache
On my mustache, on my, on my mustache
Set it down and ride it, you don't need a buss pass
Need a buss pass, need a, need a buss pass
Yeah, they addicted 'cause I spit crack on the microphone
Bend it, let me see that crack, blow it like an aerophone
I want the cake, let me tap it like a vibraphone
I'ma make ya Scream like Sidney, don't need a megaphone
I'm a ninja my nigga just call me, Tum-Tum
I'ma eat the treat if you promise to give the yum-yum
Beat it like a drum, pitty-pat, pa rum pum-pum-pum
You don't want them lames, they corny, they shit be humdrum
Dressed in all black, tuxedo mask, call me Darien
An up-and-coming star, and I fuck like a barbarian
They say they want the meat, they like fuck a vegetarian
Well, baby, I'ma dog betta call your veterinarian
Uh, I'm gluten-free but I still want the bread
No cap, baby, uh, just give me head
This is how you put a grown man to bed
Jason Derulo, it's all in ya head
Let's split this scene like Andale
Grab the stick then ride it like Hyundai
You know I keep 3 stacks like Andre
And your body ain't a snack, it's entrée
Now, let's play
Mmm, yeah, let's go
Shawty, come on over, sit it on my mustache
On my mustache, on my, on my mustache
Set it down and ride it, you don't need a buss pass
Need a buss pass, need a, need a buss pass
Shawty, come on over, sit it on my mustache
On my mustache, on my, on my mustache
Set it down and ride it, you don't need a buss pass
Need a buss pass, need a, need a buss pass
Yeah, Yeah
I leave them all feelin' weak, wit' them knobby knees
Word to Jhene, I'ma eat it like groceries
I leave them all feelin' weak, wit' them knobby knees
Word to Jhene, I'ma eat it like groceries
And That's It
Mykii, you so nasty
Sit it on my, sit-sit-sit-sit it on my
Sit-sit on my-my-my, my mustache
Michael Carroll Jr.
O/B/O DistroKid