Francois(Explicit) - Sir Michael Rocks

Aye yay yay yay yay yay
Get the f**k off of my balls
I said whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Man these thots getting no calls
Yah
Sup Bus Yah Yah Yah Yah
Six Wassup Wassup
I let it hit the water splash
Wrist rotating tire track burns in the pot after I be cooking
My french maid dress drop fall close doors in the presence of Francois c'est pas
The livest n***a living hella ham
Getting blend on backgammon for the grands
Had a couple n***as on the team
Loyalty was just an understanding that we shared
Like the air and the water and the trees
Wood grain chain on me
F**k gold f**k platinum f**k the street wear n***as
Stomp a n***a 'til he wearing the streets like a fleece
I completely ignore n***as who talk too slow
I think y'all dead my Frenchman said I'm gettin head
My life like Kingdom Hearts
My eyes good enough to see a fart
And even if we was a sea apart
I'd reach across the water and I'd choke your a*s
Cause e'rything bout a dolla
Molotov cocktails in the trunk of the Impala
My d**k Geodude hit the critical super effective
You get undressed b***h
Lex Luger the p***y stay true to the bone
What she be doing at home is her business I don't ask
Gaara sand in a hourglass
We was outcast now we outtercast
Thug emo n***as hella sad
I trick my money 'til I'm outta cash
I'm suicidal don't know how to laugh
I'm spiritual with alchemy as I play God
She french kissed the d**k tip
Francois c'est pas