Sir Michael Rocks - Cell Dope lyrics

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Sir Michael Rocks - Cell Dope lyrics

[Hook] Pocket full of dollas and like three or four cell phones We get to it or we get going A real villain rock gold to the elbows Got my momma thinking that I sell dope Old white folks thinking that I sell dope Got my momma thinking that I sell dope [Verse 1] The most ravishing the crown ruler phenomenal The swiss alps on the ring near abomonibal snowman Pulling bags out of the coke can Play your role or get cut out of the program My time is money, my minutes is pricey Don't talk me to d**h man I'm saying it nicely Trunk sound like kimbo so however you slice it Im the nicest, got my license revoked Different cell phones I got all types of them hoes Iphone for the business im drinking with b**hes Left her man crib with a sink full of dishes My bank roll got em all suspicious Wanna investigate got the recipe to get the cake Then I invested in a better way But a rumor he got a little dough Drinking a little Mo but we spill more [Hook] [Verse 2] We hold money and expense Only rollie on the wrist Every year my n***as netting ain't no goalie in this b**h I'm on a roll, you're on the bench Stripper pole in the garage Couple different hoes that we met at the mirage They was buggin, chicken headed b**hes Wouldn't pluck em with another man hand with a glove on or nothing Nada because rata tata if you gotta I rather rock nautica than prada Boiled Maine lobster fresh out of the water Twisting up gra** thats greener than the iguana Picking up the gla** from the range that I crashed Coulda been bad Hopped out, not even a scratch Korey said pull the drops out 97 blue Carrera with the top down Im the one that you should watch now [Hook]