Sir Michael Rocks - In The Loop lyrics

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Sir Michael Rocks - In The Loop lyrics

Wussup? b**h [Hook] I'm in the loop on the lot tryna cop that Masi Same old hoes coming out, that body a-huh I'm in the loop on the lot tryna cop that Masi Sip that lean, can't feel my body a-huh I'm the loop (loop), I'm on the lot (lot) I'm the loop (loop), I'm on the lot (lot) I'm the loop (loop), I'm on the lot (lot) I'm the loop (loop), I'm on the lot (lot) [Verse 1] Man, I added it up, I did my math The little fly n***a bad in cla** But now I'm feelin' like feelin' like feelin' like… Like I'm going on a trip trip trip trip… I'm in the loop on the lot Quattroporte all black Girl a** so fat, how you support all that? Turn her back on the camera and record all that Playin' all them things like it's for her back You know I'm in it I'm tryna win that cheese Quattroporte all black, I'm tryna cop one of these [Hook] [Verse 2] It's a hundred thirty-five if you want that sport GT-S A couple boxes to them phones, we be straight – no stress But mom's keep getting sick, palm's keep drippin' sweat Heart beatin' out the chest so I'm out to get the check And if you're lookin' like a threat hope you're hopin' for the best Wuddup? Better be ready for the repercussion My b**h rockin' Isabel's to the function Aye yea I'm f**in' just to clear up the a**umptions 3's in them ones, pourin' 6's in 2's Take a sip with some ice, little cuz skip school Night ridin' with me cuz he think it's the move Because I stay with foreign weed, foreign b**hes and food [Hook]