Iron Mike's Main Man's Last Request Lyrics

Iron Mike's Main Man's Last Request...

Hey little buddy
Don't even worry
Everything is gonna be O.K.

I could have told you when you started making
Money that the world was going to treat you This way.
Forget your first wife, she was no good for You,
she was a gold-digging bitch and her mom Was too.

Hey, Iron Mike... don't let them get you down

Hey, little buddy
Don't look uneasy
You just keep your eyes fixed on this fight
If that mean 'old Don King
Don't give you back all of your money
I say you and I, we go and take it back some night.

Your still the champion and everybody knows you are. Come on Iron Mike, let's take the Porsche to the titty-
bar.

Come on champ! Come on champ!

All i'm asking for is 300 dollars and that's
Only til my brother straightens out
I would do this for you if I could and you
Needed me to... ain't that what friendships all about?

Hey, little buddy
Don't get angry
God please at least not a me
You know that i am right behind you
All the way, old 'compadre
You just say whatever you want to, and i'll Agree

Who washed every car in this 10 car garage?
Who caries the boombox and the entourage?
Me Mike, Goddammit... me!

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