Mr. Miyagi (feat. Waka Flocka Flame)

Skinny mixed it with D'USSÉ Pretty bitches rollin' duvets I'm really rich, no jury Fuck the judge and the jury I'm from Clinton County where them demons lurkin' My car German, my plug Persian Close curtains if you fuck with me C-close curtains if you fuck with me In these streets, fuck this industry OG told me "Youngin', get this money," now I'm big homie Hunnids, fifties, twenties, get you knocked off for a little biggie Long live Slim Dunkin Cross the line, I'm done bih' Had a whole fuckin' course, dunkin' I got the girl and a Molly She got tattoos on her body She call me Mr. Miyagi Yuh, what's up, bitch? Yuh Chop a wallet, yeah, it's there Got that weight, plenty on my wrist Diamonds on my feet Your thotty lookin' naughty, so she's on my list I trick her for the treat, trick her for the treats, ooh, yuh Baby buy the sweets, yum, yuh Bottles on my cheap chrome, yuh Got my money with no cheats, yuh Fuck what you mean, Jack and the bean Gravy and I hit the top of the team When I'm whippin' the cream, you creasin' the seam And I might just have to make a mess of your dream All aboard the gravy train, yuh Rubies on my pinkie ring, yuh Bbno$, oh, bbno$ Please inform me why you don't have a nice chain (chain) I got the girl and a Molly She got tattoos on her body She call me Mr. Miyagi I teach that lil' baby everything Fuck the one time she want a wedding ring Do your thing, shawty, do your thing Be a rat nigga like Booty Thang Bro, you suck, Andrei (Flocka) It's bbno$ (skrr) Bow, bow, bow bow bow bow