AKA Mickens AKA John AKA Mickens
I'm the king I rings, the new John Mickens Uhh, I'm stayin' rich and the haters bitchin' From New York to Richmond, my is sickenin' Ice drips, bits, so forfeit I got to rewrite this game, baby Layin' in the barber shop, knowin' is shady Maybe, they sex young chicks and
But I got Combos ridin' 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 rarest Separate the from 'hoes like chronic seeds Miraculous swiftness Practice this, bein' actresses On mattresses your legs up in the air Splash the John Micks, a millionaire
Anutha day, anutha Anutha day, anutha Anutha day, dolla Anutha day, dolla
My fortune five hundred is fully Joints I pumps, gives my pockets the I'm the and the costliest Feel the force of lyrical arsonist than a yacht with Rottweillers Chicks in choppers with thong sittin' proper The crisp poppa bringin' like soap operas The stopper if you playas don't flow proper
I'm the jiggliest, bitch, shit the Wonderin' why cats front on who's the Chill, relax, you cats fall Ten mill, ten upon my wall You stall, mix large, I see Mash ya like roaches then cop diamond Super never mind the alladocious Sin the fellas, get and you can quote this
Anutha day, dolla day, anutha dolla Anutha day, anutha Anutha day, dolla
I'm the M C you strive to be Competition is dead, 'coz ain't none of all as me Handsome moody, I keep it raw, So save all the good Scorsese So iced up, call me Mount Everest The many get honey ways draped my headrest I run game from Fort to Maine I keep ya head noddin' like dope is in your
Hail to the Cajone Jing a ling I buy ya clicks loyalty one Pinkie ring Gotta be above average to grow I Havoc, do damage Don't it techniques up to par You, get ya black ass looped Mardi Grass Chick soup too me off in yo' car Blaze her in the 'coz she actin' Bourgeoisie
Anutha day, anutha Anutha day, dolla Anutha day, anutha day, anutha dolla
Man it's hard the king, baby But someone's do it, haha