Mickey Montz - I Cry (Ode to Outros) lyrics

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Mickey Montz - I Cry (Ode to Outros) lyrics

[Intro: Dorian] What ya'll know about these soul beats Mickey Montz yousa muthaf**a I got one more for ya'll man I'm just leave ya'll with this Naptown, what's good Yo Yo Yo [Verse 1: Dorian] She's a maneater Sexy creature With the features That make a preacher Turn to a teacher Just to reach her So he can get her Under bleachers Say he flirting When he dirty Insert her skirt he squirting Overtly a**erting And exerting His perverting She converted To a savage f**ing wild Like a rabbit Rich n***a Gotta have it Bad b**h status Living lavish Young boy ain't stand a chance She's been swallowing and gobbling men Since she Was sixteen p**y careen Flow a ravine Reads in-between Them false scenes and smoke screens Boy you too green to demean this queen Going to need a vaccine to get back clean From the screams of [Hook] (I cry) Nope (I cried a river) Cause of that b**h Hey ooo hey ooo Hey ooo hey ooo Hey ooo hey ooo Hey ooo hey ooo [Verse 2] When these b**hes poppin n***as droppin With no caution Like an auction Sippin toxins And concoctions So obnoxious It's exhausting What you think you gon' do You think she going go home with you You f**in fool You so confused Just gon' and peruse Cause you her mule Uses the pool Of ya'll drool As her fuel To buy her fuel Target stools Jared j**els Take her back and forth to school You think you got dough n***a please $15 an hour That's processed cheese You better get on ya knees Beg for some keys Ask K dot shake his money tree While you at it ask for some rhymes I'm tired of you b**hes stealing my lines Not in my prime so it's a petty crime Paint ya face Ya'll my pantomimes Fast forward time I'm a be on top With two bops Who b**bs prop And no flop Who love to swap Anytime they give that sloppy top Cause ain't no man above me They say I taste like bubbly Well isn't that lovely That's that's lovey-doubly [Hook] Ah hell yea What? What the f** ya'll looking at? One more? Man, I ain't even get paid for this sh** f** it f** it f** it f** it [Verse 3] Are we Ornery Or we Ennui When we Piecing These L-I-N-E's Together Without choking A wishing And hoping The realest Is scoping And the feeling is f**in doping And the floodgates f**in open So I can use a magnum on Oprah Would be my p**y magnum opus Who I'm kidding I f** Oprah That magnum's not getting open If it is It's going to be broken With the holes I got to poking Giving her deep stroke motion Shid I'm super soaking Her old a** yolking I'm cashing out this token Ya'll think I'm f**in joking [Hook] [Outro] Naptown we f**in did it baby Shoutout to everybody who helped me with this sh** Shoutout to my n***a C Reezy Shoutout to my photographer Gianna Shoutout to my video producer LJubba Shoutout to my engineer Kris Shoutout to Alton Shoutout to Dorian Shoutout to Duck Yea muthaf**as I done shouted myself out 3 times Cause I produce this sh** I wrote this sh** This all comes from my muthaf**in heart For all you b**h a** hating a** n***as out there n***a I just gave ya'll a dope a** beat Loop that sh** Respond to me But you not You know why? (I cry) Yep (I cried a river) Cause yousa b**h