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Sir Michael Rocks - Now You Do lyrics

Now You Do lyrics

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Sir Michael Rocks - Now You Do lyrics

[Intro] Now you do Now you do N-Now you do [Verse 1] I'm on a fast track, I'm on a cash track I get handshakes, I give a** smacks To them ushy cakes, preach to them hoes I'm TD Jakes, they wanna see me waste All, of, them, checks, yes I C-H-E-F-S That wet n***a, whip without no steps You a half-court n***a ain't no press ...On ya album So man f** ya mixtape All a n***a make is rich tapes Put it in the back n***as better honor my flag n***as better honor my swag Boldy came in with the Mac If you wanna act I don't wanna do you like that Hit your main girl from the back Kinda like a fender bender I knew a couple Melindas And every now and then I bend a Corner on her, on 4 Coronas and a blunt of dope My uncle rode on them 100 spokes cause he running coke And I'm running rap A n***a got eight, nine hundred stacks without running packs That fast sack Them french fries can't f** around with you simp guys It's B.A.N.C.O Shorty K been gone for like 100 days and he still ain't seen his P.O But we cashing and I'm ashing in that Bentley drop Waiting on that Fendi drop [Hook x2] Just in case you ain't know We be flexing that gold and them clothes and them hoes baby You was acting brand new Like you didn't have a clue who was who, we them dudes baby [Verse 2] Maaaaan, n***a you know the purp, you know the surp So put that in that soda first And if ya b**h look good, I'mma chop that wood I'mma lace my shoes and go to work I'm working, working but this sh** is not a job I applaud when she give me head with a lot of slob A lot of s**ers done tried me And I don't know what you thought it was But if I don't f** with yo posse Don't ask me about my car keys And what I'm driving, who I'm drilling Gold watch, man I'm cold chilling Smoke, smoke and we drink, drink And give a f** about what they think Cause you don't even wanna wear it 'til you see me with it My old piece you wanna marry cause you heard I hit it I'm showing love to the city man you know I'm with it Down like a hundred fifty, n***a we ain't wearing fitted [Hook x2]