Sir Michael Rocks - Merry Go Round lyrics

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Sir Michael Rocks - Merry Go Round lyrics

[Verse 1] We can get stinky rich Cause all we gotta do is just think we rich An' I ain't stoppin' island hoppin' Talkin' weekly trips Walkin' out the gold shop what type of links you get b**h You should put your hands on this Wrap your forearms in ice like he jammed your wrist As we pour out the liq for my n***as that rip I know they restin' in peace and sleep but you still part of the world Stale blunt make it harder to pearl I wonder when God was startin' the world what did he have first Love hearin' the sound of women's laughter My main b**h bring b**hes when I don't ask her (Thank You) And that's wonderful An' if you want to touch me then my n***a Nick Bruno put the gun to you And that's a threat Got the Saks Fifth ba**inet for my brand new niece She be here in two weeks [Hook] Ay yo these n***as be hatin' They won't let me live I'm just tryin' to forgive But then I feel like Satan He be draggin' me down when I'm backin an ounce Cause I don't feel like waitin' Man I need my money right now Brodie got that thing in case it goes down On Satan's merry go round, round Round and round and round we go Pounds and pounds and pounds of dro Round and round and round we go Pounds and pounds and pounds of gold Round and round and round we go Pounds and pounds and pounds of dro Round and round and round we go Pounds and pounds and pounds of gold [Verse 2] I'm in the Mako Shark Fin Ferrari Barracuda Benz Leopard Shark Lexus Embarra**ing your friends When I pull up to the Pacquiao fight with freak Let me teach ya You don't know what to do I know the procedure Say that you don't never fear for the reaper A man's eyes tell a story I could barely reason Must have been a typo though Its Michael ho Get drunk light that smoke Use my rap money to cop pounds of the best tree Then give it to my little n***as on consignment I know they bring back the dough plus a little more Cause all they wanna do is party and cop clothes Financial aid ain't gettin' them paid but they all smart Keepin' those grades above average That's all I ask of em' Man, how could you be mad at that Go and grab that gat [Hook]