Hey, Mickey! (Clean)

Hey, Mickey! (Clean) - Baby Tate/Saweetie

Lyrics by：Tate Farris/Diamonté Harper/Taylor Bailey/Michael Donald Chapman/Nicholas Barry Chinn

Hey Mickey hey Mickey

Hey Mickey hey Mickey

Hey Mickey hey Mickey

Hey Mickey hey Mickey

Oh Mickey you're so fine

You're so fine you blow my mind

Oh Mickey you're so fine

You're so fine you

Oh oh Mickey you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Oh Mickey you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Met this boy named Mickey

He had on some yellow Dickies

I knew he was a hubby

'Cause his neck had hella hickies

I said it's nice to meet you

Shook his hand and it was sticky

I looked into his eyes and

Then that's when it hit me I said

Oh Mickey you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

I just might let you come

Into my life and waste my time

I don't see no other man

Boy you done turned me blind

You make me deaf 'cause

I believe you even when you lyin'

Never met a n***a like this

Never met a n***a like this

Make a ***** wanna cash in all her chips

Wanna cash in all her chips

Tell my friends I'll see

Ya later girl I gotta dip

I'll see ya later girl I gotta dip

'Cause I gotta meeting

With a man named Dick

Meeting with a man named Dick

But I call him Richard

He's richer than Bill Gates

Excuse me wetter than Superior Lake

Takes me on hundred

Thousand-dollar dates

And I don't even have

To give him cake

He just call me baby

He don't call me Tate

He whip up that white

Girl he beating okay

I just might marry that

N***a today but then

I found out that

Mickey was gay uh

Oh Mickey you're so fine

Oh Mickey you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Oh oh Mickey you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Oh Mickey you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Ayy Mickey maybe I could be your

Minnie uh-huh

I'm about my cheddar but

I never been no snitchey

Zip them lippy's

Flexin' all that cash but you

Acting like a kiddie

This ain't disney real boss *****

Leave a n***a quick

What I look like I'm too litty

Ayy bay-bay I'm with tate

She a taurus I'm a cancer

Where my college *****es

Usc my alma mater

Is her booty real girl

Does it even matter

'Cause saweetie breaking hearts

And you know these

Hoes can't stand her

Facetime him got my

Booty shorts on

If you gonna whip it out

Boy it better be long

Wait hol' on one sec

Put my lip gloss on

D**n lovin' what I see

When I'm lookin' at my phone

Hey Mickey can you take my pic-ey

I look good at every angle

So just take it I ain't picky

Hahaha mwah

Oh Mickey you're so fine

Oh Mickey you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Oh oh Mickey you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Oh Mickey you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Hey Mickey

Mickey

Mickey

Mickey

Hey Mickey

Mickey

Mickey

Hey Mickey

Mickey

Mickey

Hey Mickey

Mickey

Mickey

Hey Mickey

Mickey

Mickey