Hey Mickey

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Intro 
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Oh, Mickey, you're so fine 

So fine you blow my mind 

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine 
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 So fine you- 

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine 

So fine you blow my mind 

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine 
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So fine you blow my mind 



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Met this boy named Mickey 

He had on some yellow Dickies 
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I knew he was a hoe because his neck had hella hickies 
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I said It's nice to meet you" shook his hand and it was sticky 
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I looked into his eyes and then that's when it hit me,   I said 


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Oh, Mickey, you're so fine 

So fine you blow my mind! 
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I just might let you come into my life and waste my time 

I don't see no other men 
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Boy, you done turned me  blind 
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You make me deaf 'cause I believe you even when you lyin' 



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Never met a nigga like this 
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Make a b- wanna cash in all her chips 
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Tell my friends  I'll see ya later girl, I gotta dip" 


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'Cause I gotta meeting  with a  man named  d- 



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But I call him Richard 
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He's richer than Bill Gates 
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Gets me wetter than Superior Lake 
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Takes me on hundred thousand dollar dates 
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And I don't even have to give him cake 
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He just call me baby, he don't call me Tate 
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He whip up that white girl, he beating on Kate 
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I just might marry that nigga today 
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But then I found out that Mickey was gay, oh 


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Oh, Mickey, you're so fine 

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine 
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  So fine you blow  my mind 
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Oh, Mickey, you're so fine 

So fine you blow my mind 
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Oh, Mickey, you're so fine 
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So fine you blow my mind 



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Aye Mickey maybe       I could  be yo' Minnie 
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Uh-       huh 

I'm about my cheddar, but I never been no snitchey 
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Zip them lippy's, flexin' all that cash 
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But you acting like a kiddie 
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This ain't Disney 
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Real boss b-    leave a n- quick 
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What I look like? I'm too litty 



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Ay, baby, I'm with Tate 
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She a Taurus, I'm a Cancer 
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Where  my college b- 

USC my alma mater 


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Girl, does it even matter? 
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'Cause Saweetie breaking hearts 

And you know these h- can't stand her 



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FaceTime   him, got my booty shorts  on 
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If you gonna whip  it out, boy, it better be long 
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Wait, hol' on one sec, put my lip gloss on 
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Damn lovin' what I see when I'm lookin' at my phone 
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Hey Mickey, can you take my pic- ey 
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I look good at every angle  so just take it 
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I ain't picky 



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