Kenneth Brother - Roc the Mic

Who rock the mic
I rock the mic
I came to win
Aint come to lose
Yo bitch gon choose
Causee we just some dudes
The flyest dudes
Designer shoes
Know how to move
The vibes are cool
We on go nah
Said I aint gon drink before the club and im on 4 now
Damn
Everything just moving slow na
You had a piece but how you feeling you want mo huh
You had a piece but how you feeling you want mo
Yea yea she want mo
She love the dick she tried to fuck before the show
I get off then its on got it covered like a throw
She pull me close and take me lower in ha throat
Let me know
Running outta time
Time don’t wait for none
Im prepared
I don’t gotta a kid
But do it for my son
Best of guys had to leave a few
Who mad that they won
Rest 5
4 And 3 is cool
But 2 bad im the 1
Uh
Fucking the beat up yea everytime I got em mad as fuck
Too many haters not enough money it aint adding up
Grew a lil early cause it was moms had to Dad’n up
I still regret the day my lil bro saw me baggin up
Keep my woodie fat as fuck
Keep ya blunt it aint fat enough
100 Homeruns im tweakin like I aint bat enough
Fuck what niggas spending Im strategizing to stack enough
I rock the mic I got em backin up
Who rock the mic
I rock the mic
I came to win
Aint come to lose
Yo bitch gon choose
Causee we just some dudes
The flyest dudes
Designer shoes
Know how to move
The vibes are cool
We on go nah
Said I aint gon drink before the club and im on 4 now
Damn
Everything just moving slow na
You had a piece but how you feeling you want mo huh
You had a piece and how u feeling you want mo

Written by:
BRYAN ANDERSON

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