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Micki Video (MV)




Performed By: Hakeem Raahil
Length: 2:13
Written by: Tevin Ray




Hakeem Raahil - Micki Lyrics




So i was up on metro, i was getting some food
Went right by jj's, just to see what it do
Went i hopped out the car, shorty looking real cute
So i start to walk over, boa I'm plotting my move
Shorty bent over, she was tying her shoes
Ass real swole I'm tryna keep real cool
So you know i had to ask for her name
I can't fold i can't go, I'm no lame
She said she name was micki, and she ain't from the city
She say she from New Orleans, she jus came to visit
She say that she be bored, and i knew that was my ticket
I gotta hit her up, man i gotta get the digits
I said i gotta blunt, if you wana hit it
She said she don't really smoke, but we can kick it
I said "ion really do this, but it's been a minute"
But go get yo food, shorty ima let you finish

Couples days later i was hitting her up
Plotting on it, trying get all in her guts
Do i want from the back, do i want from the front
What her head game like, am i really gon nut
But back in my mind some was up
I was really plotting on if i should take my gun
But I'm like nah let me jus chill on It
I'm from the go, where it's real homie
So i get to the crib, I'm chillin and shit
Drinking my drink, i was feeling the shit
But right up in that second, she jus got aggressive
Pulling on my clothes, acting real wreckless
Out the corner of my eye, i see it's fina get hectic
Cuz in a glance a damn Smith & Wesson
Before i could react, i knew that i was lacking
But I'm f*cked up, so i can't turn up my savage
He said nigga jus be smooth i know that you got it
But nah I'm jus playing all that shit ain't even happen
Thought i was dumb Lol nah
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So i was up on metro, i was getting some food
Went right by jj's, just to see what it do
Went i hopped out the car, shorty looking real cute
So i start to walk over, boa I'm plotting my move
Shorty bent over, she was tying her shoes
Ass real swole I'm tryna keep real cool
So you know i had to ask for her name
I can't fold i can't go, I'm no lame
She said she name was micki, and she ain't from the city
She say she from New Orleans, she jus came to visit
She say that she be bored, and i knew that was my ticket
I gotta hit her up, man i gotta get the digits
I said i gotta blunt, if you wana hit it
She said she don't really smoke, but we can kick it
I said "ion really do this, but it's been a minute"
But go get yo food, shorty ima let you finish

Couples days later i was hitting her up
Plotting on it, trying get all in her guts
Do i want from the back, do i want from the front
What her head game like, am i really gon nut
But back in my mind some was up
I was really plotting on if i should take my gun
But I'm like nah let me jus chill on It
I'm from the go, where it's real homie
So i get to the crib, I'm chillin and shit
Drinking my drink, i was feeling the shit
But right up in that second, she jus got aggressive
Pulling on my clothes, acting real wreckless
Out the corner of my eye, i see it's fina get hectic
Cuz in a glance a damn Smith & Wesson
Before i could react, i knew that i was lacking
But I'm f*cked up, so i can't turn up my savage
He said nigga jus be smooth i know that you got it
But nah I'm jus playing all that shit ain't even happen
Thought i was dumb Lol nah
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Writer: Tevin Ray
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