Hey, Mickey! (Sped Up) (Remix) - SPEEDY VIBES
Composed by:Tate Sequoya Farris
Hey Mickey
Mickey
Mickey
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 uh uh
Oh 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 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
You're 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 b wanna cash in all her chips
Cash in all her chips
Tell my friends I'll see ya later girl I gotta dip
Girl I gotta dip
'Cause I gotta meeting with a man named Tate
'Cause I gotta meeting with a man named Tate
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 beatin' okay
I just might marry that nig- today
But then I found out that Mickey was gay oh
Oh Mickey you're so fine
Oh Mickey you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind
Oh 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 blow my mind
Hey Mickey
Mickey
Mickey
Mickey
Hey Mickey
Mickey
Mickey
Mickey
Hey Mickey
Mickey
Mickey
Mickey
Hey Mickey
Mickey
Mickey
Hey Mickey
Mickey
Mickey