AKA Mickens AKA Mickens AKA John
I'm the king I floss rings, the new Mickens Uhh, I'm stayin' and keep the haters bitchin' From New York to Richmond, my shine is Ice drips, frost bits, so I got to rewrite this game, baby Layin' in the barber shop, knowin' is shady Maybe, they sex young and whips
But I got Lesbo Combos stick-shifts For no chips, I'm seein' to eight lips Let me ya 'bout my life-style, players and chips, sick Mr.Smith, the breed Separate the dimes from 'hoes chronic seeds Miraculous swiftness Practice this, stop actresses On with your legs up in the air the crisp John Micks, a millionaire
Anutha day, anutha Anutha day, dolla Anutha day, anutha Anutha day, dolla
My fortune five hundred is funded Joints I pumps, gives my the mumps I'm the and the costliest Feel the force of lyrical arsonist than a yacht with Rottweillers Chicks in choppers they thong sittin' proper The crisp bringin' drama like soap operas The show if you playas don't flow proper
I'm the jiggliest, bitch, the wittiest Wonderin' why cats front on the williest Chill, relax, you will fall Ten mill, ten plaques upon my You stall, mix large, I see ya like roaches then cop diamond broaches Super calla mind the alladocious Sin the fellas, get blazed and you can quote
Anutha day, anutha Anutha day, dolla Anutha day, anutha Anutha day, anutha
I'm the M C that you to be Competition is dead, 'coz ain't none of all as me moody, I keep it raw, baby So save all the good Scorsese So iced up, they call me Everest The many get honey ways draped over my I run game Fort Green to Maine I keep ya head noddin' dope is in your vein
Hail to the king Cajone a ling I buy ya clicks loyalty with one ring Gotta be average to grow Cabbage I wreack Havoc, do Don't have it up to par You, get ya black ass like Mardi Grass soup too hittin' me off in yo' car Blaze her in the 'coz she actin' Bourgeoisie
Anutha day, dolla day, anutha dolla Anutha day, dolla day, anutha dolla
Man it's hard the king, baby But someone's do it, haha