Текст песни

[Intro]
Hey, Mickey!

[Chorus]
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
So fine you blow my mind
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
So fine you-
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
So fine you blow my mind
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
So fine you blow my mind

[Verse 1: Baby Tate]
Met this boy named Mickey,
he had on some yellow Dickies
I knew he was a h*e because 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 men,
boy you done turned me blind
You make me deaf 'cause I believe you even when you lyin'

Never met a n*gga like this
(never met a n*gga like this)
Make a b*tch 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 d***
(meeting with a man named d***)

But I call him Richard
He's richer than Bill Gates,
gets 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 on Kate
I just might marry that n*gga today,
but then I found out that Mickey was gay!

[Chorus]
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
So fine you blow my mind
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
So fine you blow my mind
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
So fine you blow my mind

[Verse 2: Saweetie]
Aye Mickey maybe I could be yo’ 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 b*tch, leave a n*gga quick
What I look like? I’m too litty
Ay, bay bay, I’m with Tate
She a Taurus, I’m a Cancer
Where my college b*tches?
USC my alma mater,
“Is her booty real?”
Girl, does it even matter?
Cause Saweetie breaking hearts
And you know these h*es 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
Damn 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

[Chorus]
Chorus]
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
So fine you blow my mind
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
So fine you blow my mind
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
So fine you blow my mind

[Outro]
Hey, Mickey!
Hey, Mickey!
Hey, Mickey!
Hey, Mickey!
Hey, Mickey!