I've been on that suicidal mouse shit
Ever since she left me, little Mickey's heart's been broken
It be on the media maybe lead a commotion
The blickey got money, it got cash, it got- it got-
I've been on that suicidal mouse shit
Ever since she left me, little Mickey's heart's been broken
It be on the media maybe lead a commotion
The blickey got money, it got cash, it got- it got- huh, huh
Huh, huh, she want a Benz, on me
Huh, she want a Benz, on me
Huh, huh, she want a Benz, on me
Uh, she want a Benz
I told her, "If you want one, you gotta pay in advance"
I got blood on my knuckles and blood on my hands
You wanna run up on me, I be walking through the road, yeah
Gloves in my pocket, got my finger on the go, yeah
She eatin' up my nasty dick just like a nematode, yeah
Y'all bitches got the lite version, but, me, I got the pro, yeah
America runs on me like Dunkin'
Spice 'em up, spice my bitch, no pumpkin
Pass me the ball, bitch, ain't no fumblin'
Got me the ball, you know I'm, huh
Say it with me now
Dunkin'
Say it with me now
Dunkin'
Got me the ball, you know that I'm dunkin'
I've been on that suicidal mouse shit
Ever since she left me, little Mickey's heart's been broken
It be on the media maybe lead a commotion
The blickey got money, it got cash, it got- (it got-, it got-, it got-, it got tokens)
I've been on that suicidal mouse shit
Now, I'm doubtin' it
Off the backboard, boy, it still go in and I'm still proud of it
I got so much history, they went and started browsing it
Remember my name, I'll be on your T-shirt when I'm out of this