Search results for 'Mike Rari'

(Rari)
(Ear Drummers)
(Rari)
(Mike WiLL M-)
(Young Rari)
(Mike WiLL Made-It)

Hoes hatin' on me when they wake up in the mornin' (huh?)
Sexyy

High school prepared me for trap, life 
Spazzing don't know how to act right 
Bite on that pussy like mike, Ike 
Driving the rari you ride bikes 

Link

(EarDrummers)
(Mike WiLL)
(Young Rari)
(Mike WiLL)

Niggas stay a feet, don't come on my street, ayy
The bitch know Keef always got somethin'

(Mike WiLL, Mike WiLL)
(Young Rari)

This FN hold choppa bullets, it's a AK in my hand
These boys a bunch of pussies, they no different than

the one who got rid of it
Flexin' Rari, lil bitch

Mike Ty, Mike Ty
Mike Tyson, Mike Ty
Diamonds they huggin' my neck
Listen, don't give me a check
I'm

Shoutout Mike WiLL (Young Rari) 
Shawn Ferrari, Ear Drummers (Rari)
(What the fuck is Dirty Nachos?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (damn, son,

give you this flow
NO
Take your drugs I ain’t take ‘em
No, NO
You’re not an influence I’m sorry
Bad Boy my name Mike Lowry
Want this Rari bitch you

Yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Know that shit
Know that shit (M.W.A. Music)
Know that shit
Know that shit (ayy)

Fuckin' in the 'Rari, switchin'

Kyrie

88GLAM

88GLAM

2017

Rollie, 'Rari, wrist
'Rari, Rollie, switch

Sauce 'em up like Kyrie, yeah
Rollie, 'Rari, wrist
'Rari, Rollie, switch
Guacamole Lambo with

purple (yeah, yeah)
Green and blue cheese, Geico, blue Mike and Ikes ho' (blue Mike and Ikes ho')
Off-white in the sunlight, can't forget the Nikes

Dawsin's Breek

Jeremih

Dawsin's Breek

2017

EarDrummers
Mike WiLL Made-It

I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new 'Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my ex in

the Lin Kuei
I’m feelin like Mike man I’m feelin like Jordan
I lay the pipe and then dip by the morning
Rari I hop in the whip and I’m flooring
Overseas

(believe me)
Get beat (beat), 'cause I'm flexin' 'Rari's (skrrt)
You can bet on me (skrr, skrr, hey, hey, hey)

Tater tot, fuck niggas on my radar watch

(believe me)
Get beat (beat), 'cause I'm flexin' 'Rari's (skrrt)
You can bet on me (skrr, skrr, hey, hey, hey)

Tater tot, fuck niggas on my radar watch

I woke up in a rari
Getting lit in a party
Tell hater please get off me
Yeahhh please get off me

I woke up in a rari
Getting lit in a party
Tell

That Lil Rari from the mud
In a Lambo diamond crush
Keep it dirty like the Fanta mixed with mud
Can't fuck with phonys boo I
Gotta keep it dub that

bitch and I'm recording her
She wanna fuck 'cause I'm comin up
Pull up in 'Rari's, no Hummer truck
Ayy, bitch I be ballin' like Mike and 'em
I got

then I’m jumpin o’ the fence
But the vice with the prez
Call my gang Mike Pence (Mike)
All my bitches up on crack
It’s a fact like that (ayy)
Make

Pop Music

Gucci Mane

Everybody Looking

2016

Mike Will
Pow
Pow, pow
Pow, pow
Pow
Pow
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci

I'm hearing

They know I'm fly I get high as the pilot 
I peep the jealousy you cannot stop it 
These Mike Amiri's ain't rockin' no Robins
Jump off the Porche

(Uh, Freechild's mix baby)
(Ransom got that sauce, innit)
(Neezy goin in)
She wanna ride, rari
I got sauce, mm yagi
When I'm around she call me zaddy

off 'til I pull up in a Audi
Not a fucking day off 'til I pull up in a Rari
Bitch I won't be sorry
You don’t know my story
Niggas hated on me, they all

Games We Play

Trey Songz

Tremaine the Album

2017

Mike, Mike, Mike, MikexAngel, (MikexAngel)
Trey Songz, Trey Songz, Trey Songz
She, she, she, yeah, yeah, yeah, ay

She, she, she, she, she set

I hit the trap, I just move the dope (dope)
'Lot of packs came in, already gone (they gone)
Riding in that 'Rari, skrrt I'm gone (skrrt)
Woo, woo,