Sir Michael Rocks - Can't Get Mad At Me lyrics

[Hook] x2 I'm that man, I'm that deal Let me know, how you feel But you just can't get mad at me can't get mad tho Can't get mad at me can't get mad tho [Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks] Your girl cute to me, I buy her a** some sandals Take her a** to the beach, that wawa that aqua that agua That's Spanish I'm on my rio grand sh** I'm coming up from nothing now I'm always puffing something That we start with OG, these hoes be focused on me Cuz my garage like a stable, im a dog with the ladle And im wipping working come get a bowl of this soup Man im a god with the labels that Givenchy that Mariani Them Margielas them snapbacks that I brought back Sold them all them false flags, looking at the tv screen at him like damn Guess n***as just gon bite, we lime light go get your shades if we just too bright [Hook]x2 [Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks] Girl you a cutup, whatup, shutup Go ahead and put that bu*t up Face down all this money dollars that we taste now How you feel about it n***a I be trilla lady k**a Paying phones bills and I'm looking for home still And I still ain't found it, but I stay grounded And I stay cashing that Ferragamo be the fashion We running through them pros till they gone Couldn't wait told them hungry b**hes come and get a plate You can ride on top of this until you get a stomach ache I'm the man where I be from, come and get a piece of cake Feeling good than a Muh man loving what we make And all them hating n***as they be looking how we taking it [Hook]x2