Michael Queen - Michael Scott

Oooo, I might celebrate for real
Tell them pretty bitches how I feel
Don't know how ima end up when it's done
If they asking I'm the one who kept it real

Fly as whoever go all out
I'm way too lit might fall out
Don't come round here this shit too rare
Your brand new chick get bought out
Bet they bang my shit when I pop out
Black card just swipe go ball out
When you get like this they wanna get biz
Look I got em all on call now

I got a couple that stay in the D
I got a couple that tell me they needs
I know a couple that's spilling the tea
They got too comfortable fucking the team
Shorty wanna drive it pushing a stick
Brand new exterior double the tints
I hit up lucky said give me a pinch
Hit the mulatto shorty was thick

They ain't fuck with you like dog pounds
Too tough I don't peep when you drop now
Scratch that hit skip like dropouts
Too sweet, okay, hit the doll house
She live, we live, pompoms out
New ting tryna freak at the compound
Make one wrong move and get tossed out
Who hot now
Yeah no I get it
Benjis in bundles that came with a buddy they huddled and cuddled up right by the twenties
Looked at my wrist and went straight to the dentist
I gave her dick and then took her to Denny's
What was you thinking, my Jada Pinkett
Six in the morning can't take her to dinner
I know she wanna be something official but she know I can't
Ran me her body, chest like Dolly
Gave her a pardon when I seen her face
Brand new apartment, heart of the city
She make her own content she needed a space
I'll water her garden, soak up her cottons
She coming different said get you a taste
Cameras gon flash when I walk out
Porsche carerra don't stall out
6'3" long legs might crawl out
When I walk in the building they all loud
If I line that up it get drawn out
I was gone for a minute I'm on now
If they needed hit I'm sought out
I got my city on lockdown

Oooo, I might celebrate forreal
Tell them pretty bitches how I feel
Don't know how ima end up when it's done
If they asking I'm the one who kept it real

Oooo, I might celebrate forreal
Tell them pretty bitches how I feel
Don't know how ima end up when it's done
If they asking I'm the one who kept it real

Fly as whoever go all out
I'm way too lit might fall out
Don't come round here this shit too rare
Your brand new chick get bought out
Bet they bang my shit when I pop out
Black card just swipe go ball out
When you get like this they wanna get biz
Look I got em all on call now

Oooo, I might celebrate forreal
Tell them pretty bitches how I feel
Don't know how ima end up when it's done
If they asking I'm the one who kept it real

Written by:
Michael Queen

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