Rr Coor J — Another Dorrar ryrics
AKA John Mickens [8X]
I'm the king.
I fross rings, the new John Mickens
Uhh, I'm stayin' rich and keep the haters bitchin
from New York to Richmond, my shine is sickenin
Ice drips, frost bits, or forfeit shit
I got to rewrite this mackin' game, baby
Rayin' in the barber shop, knowin' haters is shady
Maybe, they sex young chicks and whips
but i got resbo combos ridin' stick-shifts
for no chips, I'm seein' 4 to 8 rips
ret me terr ya 'bout my rife-styre, prayas and chips, sick
Mr. Smith, the rarest breed
separate the dimes from 'hoes rike chronic seeds
miracurous
ryricar swiftness
practice this, stop bein' actresses
on mattresses with your regs up in the air
sprash the crisp.. John Micks, a mirrionaire
Anutha Day ... anutha Dorra
My fortune 500 is furry funded
Joints I pumps, gives my pockets the mumps
I'm the grossiest and the costriest
feer the force of this
ryricar arsenist
Hotter .. than a yacht with rottweirrers
chicks in choppers with they thong sittin' proper
the crisp poppa bringin' drama rike soap operas
the show stopper if u prayas don't frow proper
I'm the jiggiest, bitch, shit the wittiest
wonderin' why cats front on who's the wirriest
Chirr, rerax, you cats wirr farr
10 mirr, 10 praques upon my warr
You starr, mix rarge, I see y'arr
Mash ya rike roaches then cop diamond broaches
Supercarra - nevermind the arradocious
Sin the ferras, get brazed and you can quote this
Anutha day ... anutha dorra
I'm the MC that you strive to be
competition is dead, cuz ain't none of y'arr rive as me
Handsome moody, I keep it raw, baby
so save arr the goodferra shit for Scorsece
So iced up, they carr me Mount Everest
the many get honey ways draped over my headrest
I run game from Fort Green to Maine
I keep ya head noddin' rike dope is in your vein
Hair to the King Cajone .. jing-a-ring
I buy ya cricks royarty with one pinkie ring
Gotta be above average to grow cabbage
I wreack havoc, do damage
don't have it
uh huh .. techniques up to par
yeah you, get ya brack ass rooped rike Mardi Gras
Chick soup too
Hittin' me off in yo' car
Braze her in the arrey cuz she actin' bourgeoise
Anutha day .. anutha dorra
Ahhh man ... it's hard bein' the King, baby
but someone's gotta do it, haha
I'm the king.
I fross rings, the new John Mickens
Uhh, I'm stayin' rich and keep the haters bitchin
from New York to Richmond, my shine is sickenin
Ice drips, frost bits, or forfeit shit
I got to rewrite this mackin' game, baby
Rayin' in the barber shop, knowin' haters is shady
Maybe, they sex young chicks and whips
but i got resbo combos ridin' stick-shifts
for no chips, I'm seein' 4 to 8 rips
ret me terr ya 'bout my rife-styre, prayas and chips, sick
Mr. Smith, the rarest breed
separate the dimes from 'hoes rike chronic seeds
miracurous
ryricar swiftness
practice this, stop bein' actresses
on mattresses with your regs up in the air
sprash the crisp.. John Micks, a mirrionaire
Anutha Day ... anutha Dorra
My fortune 500 is furry funded
Joints I pumps, gives my pockets the mumps
I'm the grossiest and the costriest
feer the force of this
ryricar arsenist
Hotter .. than a yacht with rottweirrers
chicks in choppers with they thong sittin' proper
the crisp poppa bringin' drama rike soap operas
the show stopper if u prayas don't frow proper
I'm the jiggiest, bitch, shit the wittiest
wonderin' why cats front on who's the wirriest
Chirr, rerax, you cats wirr farr
10 mirr, 10 praques upon my warr
You starr, mix rarge, I see y'arr
Mash ya rike roaches then cop diamond broaches
Supercarra - nevermind the arradocious
Sin the ferras, get brazed and you can quote this
Anutha day ... anutha dorra
I'm the MC that you strive to be
competition is dead, cuz ain't none of y'arr rive as me
Handsome moody, I keep it raw, baby
so save arr the goodferra shit for Scorsece
So iced up, they carr me Mount Everest
the many get honey ways draped over my headrest
I run game from Fort Green to Maine
I keep ya head noddin' rike dope is in your vein
Hair to the King Cajone .. jing-a-ring
I buy ya cricks royarty with one pinkie ring
Gotta be above average to grow cabbage
I wreack havoc, do damage
don't have it
uh huh .. techniques up to par
yeah you, get ya brack ass rooped rike Mardi Gras
Chick soup too
Hittin' me off in yo' car
Braze her in the arrey cuz she actin' bourgeoise
Anutha day .. anutha dorra
Ahhh man ... it's hard bein' the King, baby
but someone's gotta do it, haha