Mardi Gras

MiKEY SANZ pulling off the bra, need the teats
Bedroom turn to Mardi Gras, finna eat
Hit her with the phalanx, hit her like I'm Greek
Fit lil bird, lil bird, gimme beak

Caught a couple bodies leave the rappers in a heap
Sleep 8 hours while they mothers up and weep
It a secret how I lurk, it a secret how I creep
It a secret how I learn, it a secret how I sneak

Got a whole lotta plans got a whole lotta schemes
Got a whole lotta jams got a whole lotta dreams
I don't wanna chat her up if I ain't finna cream
And I ain't finna cream less she got her own cheese

This life is a game and you gotta compete
That's why we all look up to athletes
Survival of the fittest gotta struggle just to breathe
And these bitches don't want you less you on top the heap

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck now
Talk shit, get hit, I'm Doomfist now
Take off like Eminem, I'm Spacebound
I don't give a fuck about the peons on the ground

MiKEY SANZ pulling off the bra, need the teats
Bedroom turn to Mardi Gras, finna eat
Hit her with the phalanx hit her like I'm Greek
Fit lil bird, lil bird, gimme beak

Never been a zero, inspect her body like the bureau
Been a blessing, been a curse, my libido
Suck me dry, suck me dry like a mosquito
Sanz get the money cause I'm Marshawn beast mode

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck now
Talk shit, get hit, I'm Doomfist now
Sanz grew up yeah I'm ruthless now
Got your bitch naked like she Rufus now

MiKEY SANZ pulling off the bra need the teats



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Sanacore
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