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"Merry Go Round" lyrics by SIR MICHAEL ROCKS
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[a.k.a. MIKEY ROCKS]

"Merry Go Round"

[Verse 1:]
We can get stinky rich
Cause all we gotta do is just think we rich
An' I ain't stoppin' island hoppin'
Talkin' weekly trips
Walkin' out the gold [?] type of links you get bitch
You should put your hands on this
Wrap your forearms in ice like he jammed your wrist
As we pour out the liq for my niggas that rip
I know they restin' in peace and sleep but you still part of the world
Stale blunt make it harder to pearl
I wonder when God was startin' the world what did he have first
Love hearin' the sound of women's laughter
My main bitch bring bitches when I don't ask her (Thank You)
And that's wonderful
An' if you want to touch me then my nigga Nick Bruno put the gun to you
An' that's a theat
Got the Sax Fit Vasinet for my brand new niece
She be here in two weeks

Ay yo these niggas be hatin'
They won't let me live
I'm just tryin' to forgive
But then I feel like Satan
He be draggin' me down when I'm back in the house
Cause I don't feel like waitin'
Man I need my money right now
Brodie got that thing in case it goes down
On Satan's merry go round, round
Round and round and round we go
Pounds and pounds and pounds of dro
Round and round and round we go
Pounds and pounds and pounds of gold
Round and round and round we go
Pounds and pounds and pounds of dro
Round and round and round we go
Pounds and pounds and pounds of gold

[Verse 2:]
I'm in the Mako Shark Fin Ferrari
Barracuda Benz
Leopard Shark Lexus
Embarrassing your friends
When I pull up to the Pacquiao fight with freak
Let me teach ya
You don't know what to do
I know the procedure
Say that you don't never fear for the reaper
A man's eyes tell a story I could barely reason
Must have been a typo though
It's Michael ho
Get drunk light that smoke
Use my rap money to cop pounds of the best tree
Then give it to my little niggas Unk and Simon
I know they bring back the dough plus a little more
Cause all they wanna do is party and cop clothes
Financial aid ain't gettin' them paid but they all smart
Keepin' those grades above average
That's all I ask of em'
Man, how could you be mad at that
Go and grab that gat gone


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