Mike Anvil, Mikey Monkler - Clapped Up Lyrics

Shawty stay in Andover and she love them red Rovers
Know we keep some bands on us, told her ass to bend over
Kicked the bitch up out my home, I had to go and landlord her
She said, "Daddy please, no!" like she was my damn daughter
Had to run my sack up, I went and bought a Jag truck
Nigga, you's a capper, boy you ain't let no gat bust
I am not an actor, I walk round with a mac tucked
And if a nigga act up, on Dre, he gone get clapped up

Super motherfucker, I'm a real hard hitter
Got guap stacks, eating fettuccine for the dinner
Fast ass whip, no this ain't a fucking rental
Moncler on the jean, white fur for the winter
I be up late, is it breakfast or it's dinner?
When I'm in your city, give it up 'cause you're a sinner
I be in that pussy like a lion, call me Simba
Big ass chopper on my hip, now you remember
Money in my jeans, yeah blue, no green
Can't test my G, I be rolling, 2 beans
5 Blunts, 3 beams
Better pay up, yeah
Bitch I need it, 3:15
I been rolling deep, Straight banging since 15
I been taking risks, yeah
Fit 2 bricks, yeah
I be hella faded, might crash my whip
Race car, space ship
2 Hoes, slim chicks
Sick head, slit wrist
Yeah, let me zoom off
Flip this, get rich
Yeah, I'ma go back
Cop pack, no mid
Lemme zoom off quick
'Cause this bitch, that's his
My bitch over there, taking care of my kids, yeah

Monkler pulled up in Mulsanne, it's a Bentley
I hopped out Mercedes, the whip is not rented
It's Smith and Wollensky, I don't eat at Wendy's
They see I'm successful, they wanna convict me
I did all my time, 'cause it ain't no hoe in me
I called up my dime and I told her come get me
She want me to hit it, I told her to lick me
Then slid to the studio, back to the business

Shawty stay in Andover and she love them red Rovers
Know we keep some bands on us, told her ass to bend over
Kicked the bitch up out my home, I had to go and landlord her
She said, "Daddy please, no!" like she was my damn daughter
Had to run my sack up, I went and bought a Jag truck
Nigga, you's a capper, boy you ain't let no gat bust
I am not an actor, I walk round with a mac tucked
And if a nigga act up, on Dre, he gone get clapped up