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Look at Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Miracle
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Ralph Miracle




Miracle - Look at Me Lyrics




Aye
Do not take me loosely

Karate kicking I'm chopping bricks they call Bruce Lee
Women in DMs, every day I'm all like who she
Ion chill with niggas, I be chilling with the groupies
Got your lil shordie with me chilling with me in a 2 seat
Imma f*cking mut, a nigga out here f*cking 2, 3
Hundred thousand, body count be lookin' hella boujee
Who he? F*ck around this shit ain't call of duty
WOAH
I might go and take her out for sushi
Dick game got a bitch wetter than jacuzzis
Nigga life be lookin' like a movie
You, me, on a different caliber, I'm groovy
Your man acting like a goofy, honestly I think the mawf*cker got rabies
Babies, that's what they want from me lately
Shady, cause I got some money now, crazy
They like to say I'm from a different planet
Rap fanatic it be hard to understand it
Problematic, shooting like a cinematic
Got all my niggas backs like a chiropractic
You be on these niggas sacks, Rickey Jackson
Never will you catch me, ever lacking'
Never have features cause niggas be wack and
My music abusive the shits always slapping
I do all this shit just to get a reaction
You hating on me while a nigga relaxing
I'm grinding for paper you wait for your taxes
These bitches like Snapchat's I always be tappin'
You virgin for life you will always stay fappin'
Converted a dyke swear to god I ain't cappin
I spit on the mic now they calling me captain
I'm blessing the mic homie please get a napkin
Look at me
Look at me, Look at me, Look at Me, Look at Me
Wannabe
Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannbe,

Honestly, can't compete with me
I'm a beast, ima prodigy

On the beat
Starting up these trends that the people can't stop following
Always with a dub throwing W's like Wutang
On the lows chilling with your boothang
Don't matter how I far throw her
She be coming back just like a boomerang
Super man and these girls wanna be my Louis Layne
Sweeterman, shorty say it taste like a candy cane
Can't complain, she prefers me anyways
Heavyweight, body count higher than Chicago state
Shit
Did I really that? No Cap, All facts, Where the polygraph at?
I'm Lit
Gotta bring a thermostat when I rap fast, temperature rising real fast
A spliff
Yea Ima need that with a couple bags filled em m&m snacks
I'm rich
I can go buy all that, I ain't even gotta trip, ima make the money back
Rack coming fast
Cash back
Boutta go and snap back
On a nigga that
Lacks, where the hell my money at
He shook
Boutta relapse
Nigga relax
Read a book
Get yo vocab
Stead of reacting
You looking at me cause I got good Fashion
I cannot blame you cause you looking so average
Really wonder how the hell you're gonna pull a bad bitch
Haven't took a breath yet haven't been gasping
Booty packing
Girl named Jasmine
And she got no man, so I'm about to be Alladin
Booty made thong disappear magic
Look at her
Light, Camera, Action
Flashing
Can you imagine
No that's way too graphic
Cause ade my dick elastic
More like Mr. Fantastic
Look at me
Look at me, Look at me, Look at Me, Look at Me
Wannabe
Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannbe

Honestly, can't compete with me
I'm a beast, ima prodigy

On the beat
Starting up these trends that the people can't stop following

I might go and take her out for sushi
Dick game got a bitch wetter than jacuzzis
Nigga life be lookin' like a movie
You, me, on a different caliber, I'm groovy
Your man acting like a goofy, honestly I think the mawf*cker got rabies
Babies, that's what they want from me lately
Shady, cause I got some money now crazy
Look at me
Look at me, Look at me, Look at Me, Look at Me
Wannabe
Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannbe

Honestly, can't compete with me
I'm a beast, ima prodigy

On the beat
Starting up these trends that the people can't stop following
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Aye
Do not take me loosely

Karate kicking I'm chopping bricks they call Bruce Lee
Women in DMs, every day I'm all like who she
Ion chill with niggas, I be chilling with the groupies
Got your lil shordie with me chilling with me in a 2 seat
Imma f*cking mut, a nigga out here f*cking 2, 3
Hundred thousand, body count be lookin' hella boujee
Who he? F*ck around this shit ain't call of duty
WOAH
I might go and take her out for sushi
Dick game got a bitch wetter than jacuzzis
Nigga life be lookin' like a movie
You, me, on a different caliber, I'm groovy
Your man acting like a goofy, honestly I think the mawf*cker got rabies
Babies, that's what they want from me lately
Shady, cause I got some money now, crazy
They like to say I'm from a different planet
Rap fanatic it be hard to understand it
Problematic, shooting like a cinematic
Got all my niggas backs like a chiropractic
You be on these niggas sacks, Rickey Jackson
Never will you catch me, ever lacking'
Never have features cause niggas be wack and
My music abusive the shits always slapping
I do all this shit just to get a reaction
You hating on me while a nigga relaxing
I'm grinding for paper you wait for your taxes
These bitches like Snapchat's I always be tappin'
You virgin for life you will always stay fappin'
Converted a dyke swear to god I ain't cappin
I spit on the mic now they calling me captain
I'm blessing the mic homie please get a napkin
Look at me
Look at me, Look at me, Look at Me, Look at Me
Wannabe
Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannbe,

Honestly, can't compete with me
I'm a beast, ima prodigy

On the beat
Starting up these trends that the people can't stop following
Always with a dub throwing W's like Wutang
On the lows chilling with your boothang
Don't matter how I far throw her
She be coming back just like a boomerang
Super man and these girls wanna be my Louis Layne
Sweeterman, shorty say it taste like a candy cane
Can't complain, she prefers me anyways
Heavyweight, body count higher than Chicago state
Shit
Did I really that? No Cap, All facts, Where the polygraph at?
I'm Lit
Gotta bring a thermostat when I rap fast, temperature rising real fast
A spliff
Yea Ima need that with a couple bags filled em m&m snacks
I'm rich
I can go buy all that, I ain't even gotta trip, ima make the money back
Rack coming fast
Cash back
Boutta go and snap back
On a nigga that
Lacks, where the hell my money at
He shook
Boutta relapse
Nigga relax
Read a book
Get yo vocab
Stead of reacting
You looking at me cause I got good Fashion
I cannot blame you cause you looking so average
Really wonder how the hell you're gonna pull a bad bitch
Haven't took a breath yet haven't been gasping
Booty packing
Girl named Jasmine
And she got no man, so I'm about to be Alladin
Booty made thong disappear magic
Look at her
Light, Camera, Action
Flashing
Can you imagine
No that's way too graphic
Cause ade my dick elastic
More like Mr. Fantastic
Look at me
Look at me, Look at me, Look at Me, Look at Me
Wannabe
Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannbe

Honestly, can't compete with me
I'm a beast, ima prodigy

On the beat
Starting up these trends that the people can't stop following

I might go and take her out for sushi
Dick game got a bitch wetter than jacuzzis
Nigga life be lookin' like a movie
You, me, on a different caliber, I'm groovy
Your man acting like a goofy, honestly I think the mawf*cker got rabies
Babies, that's what they want from me lately
Shady, cause I got some money now crazy
Look at me
Look at me, Look at me, Look at Me, Look at Me
Wannabe
Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannbe

Honestly, can't compete with me
I'm a beast, ima prodigy

On the beat
Starting up these trends that the people can't stop following
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Writer: Ralph Miracle
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