Miggie Jean - This One's for You

Fast cars
Fast hoes
On the path
To fast dough
Type of nigga
Stay fronting
He was low level
Growth stunted
Couldn't build to bricks
On the trail of something big
Say he going in but
Couldn't keep it real (huh)
He the worst kind
Always trying to cop a feel
Like I won't mind
Got a few dollars
And he trying to get
His shine on
Never been the type of chick
To chase a nigga for a
Nice whip
I gets mine
I go solo
Then I take a hit of endo
I'm in the zone
Egotist scoring with no assist
Right now I'm like go hard
Or go home
Thirsty niggas don't
Take it wrong
You're my biggest fans
Know that I'm a fine wine
Getting better with time
This ass is worth your
Last dime
Just to look
No bump and grind
(And I love that shit)
Got a few hoes
To give you a show
Pop that ass
And take it to the floor
They just want to party

Sip sip Bacardi
Hit the dance floor
Like come on daddy
I'm a pimp not a hoe
I'm the type to hoe you
Cause you my giglio
Why you gotta lie though
You know you like
To slurp it from the bottle

Everybody know it ain't
A party without me
I'm a show girl show stopper
Put me on I go harder
You like that fast shit
Say I'm a bad chick
You want to fuck me all night
But cannot buy this
I won't deny it
You validate my bullshit
Put me on like unlimited tips
Tell him I go in to get rich
I flip the script like a John flip tricks
Get loose and my mouth
Get slick
Yeah I does me better not sleep
Get it Poppin in the 716
Need an ounce just to get my fix
Shepherd looking for a flock of sheep
Hit the scene and bus that bitch
Most ignorant chick in this
Trapping hard when the bass drop
Hustle till it pops off
Pop and lock to that cool crush
Salivating cause I spit SARs
It feels nice cause
I'm everything your heart desires

Sip sip Bacardi
Hit the dance floor
Like come on daddy
I'm a pimp not a hoe
I'm the type to hoe you
Cause you my giglio
Why you gotta lie though
You know you like
To slurp it from the bottle

Sip sip Bacardi
Hit the dance floor
Like come on daddy
I'm a pimp not a hoe
I'm the type to hoe you
Cause you my giglio
Why you gotta lie though
You know you like
To slurp it from the bottle

Written by:
Mignant John

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