Mind Games ​mike. (Mike Stud)

[Chorus]
Hi bitch
White chicks
Wylin' at my crib
Sun up, sun down
Night in, night out
I'ma call play like a timeout
I'ma go long like a wideout
Ay, yeah
You was playing games so I'm playing with you mind now

[Verse 1]
Watch out, timeout
Don't let me find out (find out)
Think I might need me a timeout (yeah)
Gotta think of me this time round, yeah
If life give you lemons, I just add vodka
The weather is heaven and so is this pasta (this shit fantastic)
My outlook is almost as fresh as this lobster (this shit is very fresh)
Yeah, eating in the backroom, feelin' like a motherfucking mobster (yeah)
Yeah, leaving out the back door, lookin' like a motherfucking mobster (yeah)
Yeah, I been drinking all week excuse me gotta gimme something stronger (yeah)
Yeah, lines are getting long and the deals getting shorter 'cause the money getting longer (yeah)
Got em' sick 'cause they ran outta patience and I brought 'em to the doctor, ah

[Bridge]
They still telling me to chill out
Peel out, I hop in then I peel out, ay
Wheel out, breasts out, riding round Hollywood topless
But these days we straight
But she go both ways, don't she