Sir Michael Rocks - Lead Pipe lyrics

[Pouya] Yeah! Everyday, gotta go get it anyway Really don't care what you say? It's going down, Like mayday! I'm doin' my thing and I come with a plan My flow is impeccable never gon' change That b**h in my lane, [so I'm serving dick?] upper cut, hit you like kimbo.. [Sir Michael Rocks] I might like your pics but, that about it.. I might comment on them sh**s but that's it! I might try to f** you if you give me your number I'll call you when I'm outside so open the garage up [Pouya] Still goin' down like limbo, funds low so I hit the lick ho Die slow cause I gotta get rich ho Nevertheless but you already know No fame really what what I'm lookin' fo.. She in the kitchen pourin' up cereal for a young, man! got it? In my (Six!) never gone sweat [Sir Michael Rocks] Man my b**hes show me love like a mug, I'm in the crib a ma'f**a was gettin' rub and tug And then my phone start going off, picked up Short said "All of these lame n***a's showing up!" [Pouya] Why they showin' out? Man they act Like they [?] but I see no actions Bless the game no nappin', I'm about to get them stacks in Big ol' booty clapping, on my f**in' mattress [Sir Michael Rocks] We in the casino on the slot machines, smoking squares and drinking jack Winners stack em', rack em' up gimme the money then I'm out this ho Drunk as hell whenever I do shows, everybody love it though Promoters don't even book me if the d** ain't in the budget [Hook: Sir Michael Rocks] If you don't get it, you don't get it, it ain't for you to know A razor blade and lead pipe in the trunk with the dough And in the School of Hard Knocks we was born to fail.. Just two ma'f**as goin' through hell.. [Outro]