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my motherfuckin' mind
If right now isn't it, when's our motherfuckin' time?
And I know that you're real, see me scrapin' up them dimes
Don't mind all

Check, straight up (what we doin'?)
Straight up
Yeah, straight up (hello? Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bitch, I go by Mike Dimes, ha (straight up)
Straight up

what I want when I hop on the beat
Comeback so fucking strong made these rappers obsolete
Cuz I got the rhymes and the dimes and they want that
We gon

niggas, I ain't one of those
And I ain't lettin' off these niggas' necks, I put that on the bros, nigga
Bitch, I go by Mike Dimes

one at a time
I'm fly looking fresh spent a dime
Mujhe dekhte hain saray hotay fry fry
So hot looking at me baby shy shy
Nahi nahi oh gilli nayo sai sai

rocks ina fridge
I like a bitch that's gon do what I say
Know she gon fuck cause its 33Dre
Super fat ass but it's slim by the waist
You know if I fucked,

stayed on
Never had a father figure but the real G's
Took me and they told me this is family
If they ever hit the block here's a dime piece
Load it cock it

Written by: Hugh Prestwood

Laura Nadine, the snow's whiting out all our crimes
With soft feathered flakes, the sizes of nickels and dimes
And when I

Make an impact from the start
Not waste a second
That's why I'm a star
Ride the beat like a new car
Hit the gas
And Burn new exhaust
By the time you

kid watching macho turned muy guapo and now the priorities changed
I'm seeing dimes and vision the sex and escape
Trauma from the tie down my fault I

I don't listen to the radio anymore
Sick of dialing up my favorite station
Just to hear the dj play a bunch of dime store songs
Going on and on about

gently
Instead of famine, hope they planning to leave us with plenty
At least a penny, nah make that six dimes
Add three singles on top of that, run

dollas
Showing myself I'm bout it
Taking vacations and chilling by the poolside for hours
I been setting myself up for success gimme flowers
New respect

Tripping in Miami
Blowing racks in the Design District
You can keep yo two cent
I'm always with somе dime bitches
Used to watch 'еm ball back when
I was

Shit, they said that pussy good
And I'm tryna see (hah)
Palm trees in Palm Beach, I ain't tryna leave
My time freeze, Givenchy
Fuckin' a dime piece (yeah)

the medical
Hang time like testicles
Never chase the vegetables
Yeah I got the rhymes to
Make these ballers drop dimes
In a league of my own
You just mimic like

cold hearted (Uh)
I swear imma chore by my swag just thought it
(Gah) quietly I'm shitting on them
Privacy is what I need (Huh)
I participate in sessions

Just to hold her for a minute
And just to take her by the hand
Pull her close, let her know that there ain't no other man

Who's gonna love her every

give a fuck and I ain't coming down
Use to stretch dime sacks now I blow by pounds
And that dank so loud its like click clack blow
Hold up (hold up) like

the same
Never catch me with the celos
You keep trying to be tricky
But I ain't falling for the pressure
You gave me a dollar
Cause you ain't a dime
Yea

taught me to never fully trust a friend or get caught up over no bitch
Brothers turn on brothers and so-called gangsters drop dimes in a pinch
I've put

can't top me
Oh nah
I want a doja right by the house
And I'm not talking about smoking pounds
You can't keep following me around
Baby just move on
Girl

a dime
I might let you live forever
Through a rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme
(Woah) unopposed, I don't pose, I'm just it
I don't fold, only gold in my spit

can't lack and that's no cap, yeah
He a dub and I can tell by the way he stack
I won't run from none that gun smoke, that's all fact
How the hell ya