Mickey Factz - Vietnam lyrics

[Verse - Mickey] Float like a bu*terfly, sting like a bumble bee Can't back down, success is right in front of me Utterly the best, these cats are under me Got no guests, still I got companies Got chicks bugging me, sorry ma gotta go Adios, binoculars on for the pot of gold Mad clothes, stopped shopping a long time ago Throwing dough in the air like I work for Dominoes Bank account trying to get mad zeroes Hanging out with Trav from the Gym Cla** Heroes Now I got fans in Thailand Outta arms length when I did Arms Race with the rock band Since I worked with Wayne and Kanye All the dames been giving me brain to Sade I'm a giant trying to change my name to Andre No games, I'm a go get a plane in Bombay Learned my roots, I burn the booth I'm the male version of Sojourner Truth I do this for y'all, my words can boost The minorities to reverse the noose you can't lynch me You ain't gotta convince me I'm having the same dream as Martin, don't pinch me You can't bench me, I'm still in the game Mickey Jordan on a frenzy, k**ing the lane I'm about to crash the market All in the scope of Assa**in's targets Flashback was awesome A million fish in the sea, come to me if you want to hear a rapping dolphin Right now im feeling like Aladdin soaring On a magic carpet with the Pharaoh's daughter In a Whole New World I'm a master talking Trying to get buried in a Platinum coffin Is it wrong for these girls to have abortions If they saved the life of a ba*tard orphan (hmm...) With that being said, thank you Loretta for not k**ing your eggs Can't get mad when you say get a job She don't know she about to be living large She's gonna get a crib bigger than the pentagon With a new church that's bigger than a synagogue Cream Straight from Minotaur Walk in, make a Star Scream like Megatron (ahhh!!!) Yes I'm a real threat Walk red carpets with no deal yet One half of my life is just like real s** The other half is me getting real fresh Closet full of sh** that I ain't wear yet So I'm gonna do me til ain't no air left (haaa) Now that that's outta my system I want all of y'all to listen Nothing against Hilary Clinton But Obama's about to be winning I respect his message I hope he gets the best protection during the next election but I hope I never get arrested I hope I ain't the kid the pigs selecting I can't imagine how cuffs be on I don't even put cuff links on, I swear somethings wrong The game's crowded, everybody's a rapper I feel like Waldo with a rugby on Come find me, don't confine me I'm like a caveman, why they gotta remind me? I really guess cause they hate I'm here So I take pride when they say I'm weird Cause once they get a whiff and my name out there They're gonna say "What a great idea" yea I know they dis me but I don't care if they go against me I need to get dough to get me past Oprah Winfrey Til then, please don't forget me These type of songs that I'm writing for Get felt like cyberp**n on Microsoft (boop, boop, boop) Making sure the mic is on If not, let's rewind the song [Best The Am I x4] Float like a bu*terfly Sting like a bumblebee Don't tell me what you got or what you're gonna be Don't tell me that you're hot when you're summer's eve You belong in some female Dungarees f**face, your mouth needs some duct tape Blood full of Kool-Aid, heart made of cupcakes I'm in the back with a Barbie heifer Cigar in my mouth, Maserati stretcher PRPS and Nakazi sweater Garbus wristwatch and the Fonzi leather The girl that I'm with, I probably drenched her And if you saw her, you'd probably sweat her I bone chicks with hips and dope tits so If you know any girls that don't b**h dont Give a damn and they don't throw fits then They can sit on top of my gold dick (Gold Dick?) That's right I have a gold dick It'll make a stomach light when it goes stiff I ain't fiending for a deal, I just want more chips They send in cards for a deal, so go fish Why is it that there's people so rich when We have a population homeless, sh** They won't keep me under Cause I use the eyes of Stevie Wonder In my Key of life I can't forget Saint We won't ever fall off like some champagne Me and Steve argue just to get sh** straight He listens cause he thinks I spit great My man Nakim, me and him be wilding And without Kwas I would not be styling P-P-P-Precise, give me one year trust me I guarantee that our life will be comfy Get in or leave, or please just keep snoring sh**'s about to really change or transform GFC is in a war, get ready for Vietnam