Tyson McKie – Minute Massacre

Tyson McKie – Minute Massacre Lyrics

Artist: Tyson McKie
Song: Minute Massacre

All of this juice, call me Minute Maid Mickey
I get the spot jumpin, like Mary&Izzy (Throwback)
Fits be on point when I′m up in the joint (Unhuh)
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She can’t break my heart I aint Carey or Missy (Nah!)
All of dese contacts, I need a me 2nd phone
Said he like em red, well I like em “redderboned”
All of this juice, call me Minute Maid Mickey

I get the spot jumpin, like Mary&Izzy (Throwback)
Fits be on point when I′m up in the joint (Unhuh)
She can’t break my heart I aint Carey or Missy (Nah!)
All of dese contacts, I need a me 2nd phone

Said he like em red, well I like em “redderboned”
Matter fact darkskin women rev my pheromones
Normani, J. Skye, Ryan D. make me marital
But lemme relax I heard she still takin (Lemme Relax)

Rich thot but I’m low, can′t get caught up in nathan
No room for the drama, I ain′t finna argue (Nah)
Dragging his #ss, after I smash his mama (g#dd#mn)
No disrespect, but you n#gg#s ain’t next (Nope!)

I heard his new sh#t, know his engineered stressed (So sowwy)
What has two thumbs&can′t write his own hit?
What’s a bulletproof vest, to my foot on yo neck?
I′m tired of puss on da low

I’ma take a break, these rappers what I′m gon feast on (Yes)
If I ever catch George Zimmerman in public
Guaranteed he taste Nissan
Run dat b#tch over, 1 hun on da dash

And if he dodge it, then we jumpin his #ss
Give his jelly rolls belly shots, Reminisce Martin
It still hurts to say R.I.P Trayvon Martin (R.I.P)
Black America, bittersweet tragedy (Unhuh)

Late night thoughts I be wishin we had some peace (Yes)
Anyway back to lyrical casualty
I make b#tch n#gg#s sick, that ain’t allergies (Achoo)
When I puff, it be on Runts or that Cali weed

I be up in the gym burnin calories
She said she my body bodies, a masterpiece
She hit me wit da rock like I’m Ali D.
I′m infatuated in front of my mirror

A beautiful liar no Yoncé, Shakira
She askin who p#n#s, I tell her it′s hers
Lil do she know I was just up in yours
Caramel top, wit a choc c#ck

Hoppin to whoever got guap, thotscotch
Megan knees, ride them t#tt#es like nonstop (Ride da t#ts)
Minute massacre killin cats nonstop
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Haha
Ah
Megan this sh#t kinda fun
Ah

Haha
I’m out
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Release Year: 2022