Perignon Sippin - M.A.B.

I take her out, bouta bust a move

What’s the smell that’s that jimmy Choo

That’s why these men try to get at you

But she by my side she my Pikachu

Take her out the earth she in mercury

Winter time bur I don’t cur, I rock Burberry

Cuttin up the white like its surgery

She my baby girl I ain’t talkin bout no nursery

Whole club pack, gotta make these bitches dance

MABeezy baby I done got up in my trance

Did this independent I don’t need yo advance

I told em Dream Or die now they diein off the xans

Talkin all that hate and now you irkin me

M.A.B.

That Nigga know you heard of me

Rappin under oath this ain’t no purgery

Came from a G lab, shout out Germany

Perigon sippin

Flyer then a pigeon

Birds steady flippin

1 day shipping

Check just how I’m drippin

Fur coat fitted

Want it so I get it

If you hatin stop trippin

Bitches want me cuz the money up

Keep on talkin now we comin up

In my zone I’m off double cup

Told em dead all of that funny stuff

Baby Issa rocket, ever had space sex?

Blast off space X, I collect straight checks

How far will I get, if I die for respect?

DMV what I rep, Chitown what I rep

In the deepest of the depths, of the nights that you slept

Jot the Plot as I crept As quiet as kept

Every hit is for the set, Dream Or Die that’s the set

This ain’t nothin this is prep, or the very first step

On the track I spit facts on it

Whats my odds I put a rack on it

Put a Millie up on my La famila

Filling up a henna cup you are not affiliate