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2 on (remix) - the governor (michael b.) lyrics

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[verse 1 – m.o.b.)

i’m the hungriest in the game like i’m jen lawrence
see these b-tches can’t stand it no endurance
they said i can’t rhyme sh-t with a f-ckin’ orange
so i slammed the door in they face and broke the door-hinge

that b-tch she broke my arm so i wore a broadcast
im always cheerin’ myself on like yaas b-tch yaas
she was a small girl but d-mn she had a fat -ss
b-tch unless you kylie jenner i suggest you lose the s-ss

get out my murcielago and get in your prius
this for all those who found a theme for they thesis
we said we gon rap but n0body believed us
everyone who doubted me is acting like i’m jesus

nah i’m yeezus
i’m a f-cking god
you just a g-y fish man you a f-cking cod

y’all ready know that dude is my idol
if you f-ck with me, pray for survival

[hook – drake]
i love to get on, i love to get 2 on
x4

[verse 2]

these b-tches gotta woosah
they needa chill man their p-ssies don’t get looser
they gettin’ f-cked early morning by a rooster
watching sh-t on fouseytube man shoutout yousef

chilling in the hood but i ain’t from the streets tho
when i rap you know i got the hottest beats tho

i got all this bread and cheese like i got pizza
swing my arms to my side yelling out “yeet yah”

wore a shirt in the summer call that topszn
imma make it big and yeah i gotta lotta reasons
im from the 6 and these other dudes i been cheesin
if you don’t pledge to the regime you comitted treason

dunkin on the manimal like im t-ross
you know i push the gas pedal i work the exhaust
these b-tches 50/50 like a coin toss
im like harvey specter man im the f-ckin’ boss

you should’ve backed out got out my lobby kimosabe
i rap faster than ricky bobby
its a motherf-ckin’ hobby
all my b-tches will they f-ckin stay beside me
they know they ain’t n0body, makes em sobby

dropped 81 like they call me vino
her -ss got me lost like nemo
she call me childish like im gambino
f-ck that ho she just a thot, what does she know

shoutout to my people all the way at haig state
i was just some other dude then the next day
i dropped a mixtape, these b-tches started text me
next thing i know im prolly gonna move to rack city

[hook]

[verse 3 – m.o.b]

im a hot what? b-tches call me bobby shmurda
put me on trial for all these verses that i murder
sh-t is crazy man this sh-t is luda
i met a met once, and it wasn’t lucas duda

alright girl now open them ears
why don’t you take a step right over here
you might be hot but you’re not madison beer
now get out my face before you start giving me tears

maybach music like im meek milly
why you b-tches choosin’, why your b-tch silly
you’re whipped boy, you’re losin, she called your thing a willy
she called you a f-ckboy come on man really?

i live in toronto but i’m always at the hazelton
i got connects kinda like they friends with benefits
i get compared to all these dudes i’m better than
but when when they come knocking, i say let em in

you said you could swish but with these bricks you’re building a house
do up your blouse, you small as a mouse, start it then pause
took you long enough to figure it out, im g like a thouse
but you still getting slaughtered like cows

im like a dj you know i gotta mix sh-t
you know im on that 6 sh-t

the almighty regime
its young swerve

- the governor michael b lyrics

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