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Mhkmike - Facts Lyrics



Mhkmike - Facts Lyrics
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I grew up around them dope boys Robbers, killers, dealers, greek homeboy he
Was a coke boy American gangsta we push it big but making
No noise Beef about who, about that bitch that shit
For broke boys That shit a joke boy, all I do is laugh up
In they face like ha ha ha Oh my god I'm from the hood
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Disrespect to get you killed and get you
Spittin' fi-fi-fi Either getting down or laying down my nigga
Ain't no bop She ain't wavin' till I got some money now
It's high I ain't even tryna f*ck no more that time
To passed us by Niggas lie, I ain't got no seat but bitch
I'm in the sky, really fly Pop eyes bout my spinach, here ha feelings come
Got twitchy eyes I'm too smooth homie, man this table full
Of bosses gotta move homie Niggas closest to you plot that's how they
Do homie Them niggas closest to you plot that's how
They do homie, that's how they do Look, F-A-C-T-S all facts, pussy wet, head
The bomb I had to double back Ring-a-ring-a-rosie, got a pocket full of
Cash What you made up in a salary, I got it in
A stash Took a lot of risks to get this point to
Just to where I'm at I done had to cut some family off, we got
A different path All I did was fail in math but all I do is
Count up racks Niggas gossip worse than bitches and they
Still give up that catt If you mention M-H-K, make sure you only mention
Facts Make sure you mention facts
When you mention M-H-K, make sure you only mention facts
Make sure you mention facts F-A-C-T-S,
All facts F-A-C-T-S, fast
Make sure you only mention facts
F-A-C-T-S, fast
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English

I grew up around them dope boys Robbers, killers, dealers, greek homeboy he
Was a coke boy American gangsta we push it big but making
No noise Beef about who, about that bitch that shit
For broke boys That shit a joke boy, all I do is laugh up
In they face like ha ha ha Oh my god I'm from the hood
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Disrespect to get you killed and get you
Spittin' fi-fi-fi Either getting down or laying down my nigga
Ain't no bop She ain't wavin' till I got some money now
It's high I ain't even tryna f*ck no more that time
To passed us by Niggas lie, I ain't got no seat but bitch
I'm in the sky, really fly Pop eyes bout my spinach, here ha feelings come
Got twitchy eyes I'm too smooth homie, man this table full
Of bosses gotta move homie Niggas closest to you plot that's how they
Do homie Them niggas closest to you plot that's how
They do homie, that's how they do Look, F-A-C-T-S all facts, pussy wet, head
The bomb I had to double back Ring-a-ring-a-rosie, got a pocket full of
Cash What you made up in a salary, I got it in
A stash Took a lot of risks to get this point to
Just to where I'm at I done had to cut some family off, we got
A different path All I did was fail in math but all I do is
Count up racks Niggas gossip worse than bitches and they
Still give up that catt If you mention M-H-K, make sure you only mention
Facts Make sure you mention facts
When you mention M-H-K, make sure you only mention facts
Make sure you mention facts F-A-C-T-S,
All facts F-A-C-T-S, fast
Make sure you only mention facts
F-A-C-T-S, fast
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Writer: Michael Dunn
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Mhkmike
Language: English
Length: 1:59
Written by: Michael Dunn

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