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Mike Dimes

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Two-four-seven, this phone keep buzzing (Huh?)
Bitch, it's nothing (Yeah, it's nothin')
Bitch, it's nothing (Bitch, it's nothin')
Yeah, it's nothing (Nothin')
Two-four-seven, these racks keep coming
Bitch, it's nothing (Yeah, it's nothin')
Bitch, it's nothing (Uh, bitch, it's nothin')
Yeah, it's nothing

Two-four-seven, there's another nigga hating, it ain't no debating
My vision get clearer, these niggas keep fading, hol' up
Show you how we finna play it
I get me a bag, hit a foreign location
Where he at? Prolly being complacent
Where I'm at? Counting up in the basement
Ten bands, twenty bands, thirty bands
Hunnid bands every other occasion, uh
My bitch need no beverage, uh
My dick got [?], uh
Come over, give you a lesson
Corrupt for class presi' 'cause I'm always present
I-I do what I preach, I'm a certified reverend
They dance in they seats when they notice my presence
The real MVP was a lill' adolescent, got rich, and now

Two-four-seven, this phone keep buzzing (Huh?)
Bitch, it's nothing (Yeah, it's nothin')
Bitch, it's nothing (Bitch, it's nothin')
Yeah, it's nothing (Nothin')
Two-four-seven, these racks keep coming
Bitch, it's nothing (Yeah, it's nothin')
Bitch, it's nothing (Uh, bitch, it's nothin')
Yeah, it's nothing
Two-four-seven, this phone keep buzzing
Bitch, it's nothing (Uh)
Bitch, it's nothing (Uh)
Yeah, it's nothing
Two-four-seven, these racks keep coming
Bitch, it's nothing
Bitch, it's nothing (Uh)
Yeah, it's nothing (Uh)

And they heard Mike known to get bodies at the door
For sure, I don't think a nigga ever could go broke
Uh-oh, put some uh-uh in my cup and watch a nigga get throat
Pay the price, get no advice from any nigga, I'm grown
Swipe the Visa, I won't trip about shit, I'ma leave ya
Tell me secrets, shawty a demon
She tryna get her some kids from my semen
I just went crazy, life did a 180
From the shade, now everybody move shady
Lifestyle turned "Fuck you, pay me"
Wipe me down, lil' bitch, I'm lazy, sorry, lady
I'm focused, need promotion, she [?] gave me the token
She stroking on my uh-uh, won't kiss and tell on some hoe shit
The industry my bitch and they make me feel so important
They know I get shit lit, they on my phone, I have to tell 'em

Two-four-seven, this bitch is buzzing
Bitch, it's nothing (Uh)
Bitch, it's nothing (Uh)
Yeah, it's nothing
Two-four-seven, these racks keep coming
Bitch, it's nothing (Uh)
Bitch, it's nothing (Uh)
Yeah, it's nothing

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