Sir Michael Rocks - Banco Populair lyrics

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Sir Michael Rocks - Banco Populair lyrics

[Verse 1] Call me Banco Populair or Sir Michael the builder I'm eatin' grilled grouper off the grill with Grizelda That Porsche truck gold like the legend of Zelda If you actin' hard as metal then my n***as'll weld ya Boldy say go bad guy on 'em Rocko These n***as sockholes, you a giant, colossal Who the livest posse? Cliquot clique and Moet mob Top notch Nautica nice guys, we set bars We at the wet bar, no cash just cards You tatted up but you can still get yo chest scarred The SLR, bless this car And the man that be whipping that left hand Be grippin' the mahogany wheel, right hand be giving orders Tell the waitress to bring over my lemon waters Kinda parched baby girl I been ballin' like a sportin' event cuz rap supportin' the rent With endorsements from your favorite clothing lines and sh** Gets way deeper, beige Jeep and Aston capricorn captain You know I'm gon' be flashing on these n***as, man Bigger fish to fry so I'm gon' probably need a bigger pan Saw the bigger picture, Brandon Jennings money, switching hands [Verse 2] I feel like I'm channeling things I can't even explain Opportunity knocked, it called and it rang And for a couple other n***as it was happenin' the same My eyes closed on you hoes jackin' that slang Wanna be the hottest but you lackin' that flame I work n***as like I'm Jack Lalanne Ay you I birth n***as, birth n***as' styles and things Change, and run up if you think it's just a game Yo the stars in alignment and the timing was perfect 4 figure coat but he wonder was it worth Most n***as know the answer and the purpose I'm the clothes copper, Call your b**h up, tell her let's go shoppin' The Polo coppin' lot of new knowledge from the old doctrine Jeweler man pa** a good rock but he's no Stockton The Rolex wrist watch, weed store, six options Decisions, decisions, white widow or the granddaddy Komodo dragon in the basement Lion head fish from Indonesia in my fish tank I served 'em up while I Bill Goldberged the blunt Ultimate Warrior the weed I'm smoking like Rasheed...Wallace do