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Sir Michael Rocks

Genres: Hip-Hop

Reservations Lyrics - Sir Michael Rocks

She grabbed my hand, pinky promise say you swear 

Said she love me getting money, baby stay right there 

She was the one, Shawty dont cook, dont clean 

If you ask her whats for dinner shell know what that means 

She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations 

(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations) 

She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations 

(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations) 

What? Thats her ass? Is it real? Can I grab? Can I feel? 

Cuz Im goin if youre goin and she goin and we blowin 

And we growin and we drinkin, Im thinkin 

I try to take it to another place 

Said you from the states but get mistaken for another race 

Im on my mission, million dollar politician shit 

Boxes of phones, a couple cribs that I get the flip 

Let me give you the script, this aint chicken and chips 

This is criss with the shrimp, this is Christian Dior 

7-50 for weed and thats just for zip 

I be whippin that Bentt, its expensive to rent 

Thinkin that you when I be ridin to the party 

Eyes blurry, half tip, wanna see that ass skip, like... 

a CD with a scratch on that shit 

and I take you out to eat, we get it crackin thats it! 

She grabbed my hand, pinky promise say you swear 

Said she love me getting money, baby stay right there 

She was the one, Shawty dont cook, dont clean 

If you ask her whats for dinner shell know what that means 

She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations 

(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations) 

She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations 

(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations) 

Its like today, Charday, tomorrow, Tamaro 

They Aint mine, they aint yours, they borrowed, we share her 

Let her run free man, she get loose when she can 

Met her in the strip club with 3 bands in each hand 

Dollars fallin like saggin pants, I be throwin them too 

Throw it in the air and make a wish and hope that it come true 

And I wish you was my main bitch, please excuse my language 

But I dont give a flyin motherfuck who you came with 

She dont cook, say that she dont clean 

Cuz her daddy was a heavy in the dope game 

She always had a maid, could probly get a chef 

If you needed some uh, she could get it for less 

Ill be on the patrol for the dollars Im owed 

Its Money over these bitches, if you honor the code 

Cuz we do. Girl you fine, I see you 

You run ride with the clique, I bet your friends do too 

She grabbed my hand, pinky promise say you swear 

Said she love me getting money, baby stay right there 

She was the one, Shawty dont cook, dont clean 

If you ask her whats for dinner shell know what that means 

She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations 

(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations) 

She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations 

(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations) 

Thats her ass? Is it real? Can I grab? Can I feel? 

The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations 

Thats her ass? Is it real?.. 

 

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