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Cheese (feat. JT Soul & El Bougo) Lyrics


Maky Lavender Cheese (feat. JT Soul & El Bougo)

[Intro]
Ayo Bougo, what you doin'?

[Hook - Maky Lavender]
I'm a mice when it come to the money
Got my pockets on trap and I'm looking for the cheese
Goin' out with the wifey, it's her birthday and I just got paid
So the drinks on me
Got a plug at the mall
When the shoes comes out
And my feet on hot
And my ice on freeze
So the ice on freeze and the wallet on cheese (awe yeah)
So the Mak's on Gin (on gin, awe yeah)
So the Mak's on Gin (awe yeah)
I swear the Mak's on Gin (so the Mak's on gin)
So the Mak's on Gin! (so the Mak's on gin, awe yeah)
So the Mak's on

[Verse - Maky Lavender]
Uh
Gave my girl the python
Sucky, sucky, sucky
Like she really need a siphon
I mean? (Cheese)
I don't rock designer
Don't be acting boogie girl
You rockin' Fashion Nova
I mean? (Cheese)
150 on the dash
Speeding through the highway
I'm fiendin' for your ass
I mean (Cheese)
Looking for the cash
Addicted to the money
Boy I'm looking for the bag
I'm on they ass, nigga yeah
[Hook - Maky Lavender]
I'm a mice when it come to the money
Got my pockets on trap and I'm looking for the cheese
Goin' out with the wifey, it's her birthday and I just got paid
So the drinks on me
Got a plug at the mall
When the shoes comes out
And my feet on hot
And my ice on freeze
So the ice on freeze and the wallet on cheese (awe yeah)
So the Mak's on Gin (on gin, awe yeah)
So the Mak's on Gin (awe yeah)
I swear the Mak's on Gin (so the Mak's on gin)
So the Mak's on Gin! (so the Mak's on gin, awe yeah)
So the Mak's on

[Verse - JT Soul]
Don't play with my money little buddy
I ain't nice when it come to countin' my cheese, okay
Say my name in the East, ain't no gangsta little bitch
But I stay affiliated to the motherfuckin' streets
And your boy, 'cause they baby love me
Riding 'round, always playing my beats (okay)
Free the guys for my brother motherfucker
Imma say it when I want 'till the day they all free like damn
I know that she love to gossip
And she on my dick, never drive stick though
And we mob ties
Check the outfit
Postin' on the 'Gram, you ain't 'bout shit please
And word to Mak
I'm the mack daddy
Four five honeys and that ass fatty
And she say she love me she just acting baddie
Might take her home, I'm a mo'fucking beast
[Hook - Maky Lavender]
I'm a mice when it come to the money
Got my pockets on trap and I'm looking for the cheese
Goin' out with the wifey, it's her birthday and I just got paid
So the drinks on me
Got a plug at the mall
When the shoes comes out
And my feet on hot
And my ice on freeze
So the ice on freeze and the wallet on cheese (awe yeah)
So the Mak's on Gin
So the Mak's on Gin
I swear the Mak's on Gin
So the Mak's on Gin! (awe yeah)
So the Mak's on


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