[Baby Tate] Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine you blow my mind Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine you—, uh, uh, uh, oh Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine you blow my mind Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine you blow my mind
[Baby Tate] Met this boy named Mickey, he had on some yellow Dickies I knew he was a ho because his neck had hella hickies I said, "It's nice to meet you", shook his hand and it was sticky I looked into his eyes and then that's when it hit me, I said "Oh, Mickey, you're so fine, so fine you blow my mind" I just might let you come into my life and waste my time I don't see no other men, boy, you done turned me blind You make me deaf 'cause I believe you even when you lyin'
[Baby Tate] Never met a nigga like this (Never met a nigga like this) Make a bitch wanna cash in all her chips (Wanna cash in all her chips) Tell my friends, "I'll see you later, girl, I gotta dip" (I'll see you later, girl, I gotta dip) 'Cause I gotta meeting with a man named Dick (Meeting with a man named Dick)
[Baby Tate] But I call him Richard, he's richer than Bill Gates Gets me wetter than Superior Lake Takes me on hundred thousand dollar dates And I don't even have to give him cake He just call me baby, he don't call me Tate He whip up that white girl, he beating on Kate I just might marry that nigga today But then I found out that Mickey was gay, oh
[Baby Tate] Oh, Mickey, you're so fine Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine you blow my mind Oh, oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine you blow my mind Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine you blow my mind
[Saweetie] Ayy, Mickey maybe I could be your Minnie (Uh-huh) I'm about my cheddar but I never been no snitchey, zip them lippy's Flexin' all that cash but you acting like a kiddie This ain't Disney, real boss bitch, leave a nigga quick What I look like? I'm too litty Ayy, bay-bay, I'm with Tate, she a Taurus, I'm a Cancer Where my college bitches? USC my alma mater "Is her booty real?" Girl, does it even matter? 'Cause Saweetie breaking hearts And you know these hoes can't stand her FaceTime him, got my booty shorts on If you gonna whip it out, boy, it better be long Wait, hol' on, one sec, put my lip gloss on Damn, lovin' what I see when I'm lookin' at my phone Hey Mickey, can you take my pic-ey? I look good at every angle so just take it I ain't picky (Hahaha, mwah)
[Baby Tate] Oh, Mickey, you're so fine Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine you blow my mind Oh, oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine you blow my mind Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine you blow my mind
[Baby Tate] Hey, Mickey! Hey, Mickey! Hey, Mickey! Hey, Mickey! Hey, Mickey! HahahaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
