"Mike Dean" lyrics

June, you're a Genius

Mike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike Dean
Mike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike Dean
Mike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike Dean
Mike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike Dean

I done came across more [?] than Will Smith
I pour a 4 in a banana sunkiss
Strawberry [?] crush cost a grip
It came straight from Canada, I had to ship
I'm searching for foreign sodas, like they artifacts
Any soda made, I muddied up, and that's a fact
I first poured up, listening to Fat Pat
Dear Mr. President, bring back that Ac
Paint the White House purple, with a Gucci seel
Boys would rather see you killed, then to make a mill
I got more lines than a screenplay, I'ma keep it real
And I only sip the real, mixing up that double seel

Mike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike Dean
Mike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike Dean
Mike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike Dean
Mike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike Dean

I once poured up a duse in a Mcflurry
I drop 3's in my soda, like I'm Steff Curry
More lines daily, than some college [?] paper
And it ain't cheap, all this [?] cost a lot of paper
My mud thicker than a fatty on her peariad
I love getting throwed, point blank, peariad
I've been drinking on it since I was a little kid
But this some grown man shit, this is not for kids
I've got more cup combonations than Starbucks
I even pour a line on my nuts before I fuck
I'm June James, I'm known to produce a monster cup
You can call me Mike Dean, how I mix it up

Mike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike Dean
Mike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike Dean
Mike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike DeanMike Dean
Mike Dean
The way I mix that drank, call me Mike Dean