Senerio - Metropolitan Bar Lyrics
[INTRO]Do you feel the vibe?This is my kingdomHaters step asideI'm what you believe inX2By the power invested in Kanye. I am a God.Yes, I'm aware that I am your newest distraction.You can gaze upon my fierceness and fashion.Take your notes while I display what you lack in.Maybe, the first of my generation.[VERSE 1]I'm a Metropolitan Bar.Mono Shade and that cunt Aja.I popped some pills, cause I'm under weather.So ***** don't rain on my parade.Boutta' show out Ms. Merry CherryBut first, let me take a selfie.Better sign up, if you wanna' get at me.Cause I'm feelin' myselfNo tea, no shadeHahahaNiggahs wanna talk about the come up.Actin' like a 9 to 5 ***** really do care.Haters lookin' at the swag that I got.Sayin' shoulda woulda coulda, but you didn't. No fair?[CHORUS]She said "I’m a queen, so don’t touch me"Settle down, you've done a lot for yourselfWhy do you fight like you've got something to prove?Baby, do you see each others fantasies?Shut up and just let it goYou're a lady.1ST BRIDGEBreak it down for me DJ!It don't matter to me.Bring your man or bring your ladyGet your ass down Mutha’ LuvasCome enjoy the party![VERSE 2]Whoa Whoa Whoa, Oh my God!Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha HaYou know Michael Jackson. You know Michael Jackson.Ja Ja Ja Ja Ja Ja JaBleh, UhUhUhUhMary Jane had happy eyesWhen she heard that Brooklyn's on the riseGot enough chit chat, cause it's time to grindI'm in Lexington, like 59thGot Jantina and her thighsServin' up milkshakes with a side of friesAnd a middle finger up to that 9 to 5Cause she works for money, not for time[2ND BRIDGE]Yes, models you have runway for daysLookin' at me like I gotta problem with a *****.Got em’ hatin’ on deck, good at talking that shitSwagga on fleek, and my game look sickNow you wanna ***** with my click?Bump that!I’m chill so you know I’m blazin’Ain't got time for the lies that you’re raising.If you don’t ***** with my click, ok!Cause it aint for the niggahs who don’t want to be famous.(Transition)Entering into another dimensionX2This is my kingdomWhoa Whoa Whoa, Oh my God!I'm what you believe in...I'm a *****ing champion!(Transition)Do you feel the vibe?This is my kingdom.(Slam Poetry)8 Ball rolling down a hill, turn into a boulderCrushing mother *****ers who can’t chill, rocking cold shouldersNiggahs who don’t listen were mistaken by my boudoirI’m a *****ing champion, I’ve got no time for losers[OUTRO]I’ll follow you, If you could follow me on Twitter, and Instagram.Because I look like the niggah that I think IamamiwhoamiMy heart's in the skyBest believe I can fly; so don’t do me that wayIf I needed you. I would’ve let you know by now.Some way or somehow.Listen and I’ll tell you something.I’ll stop when you say when.You can still be my friend, and do your own thing
