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T'aint What You Do It's The Way That You Do It (Ella Fitzgerald) · Beat Aint Jammin (Chuckie Freeze) · Aint' No Easy Way (Black Rebel Motorcycle Club) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) · Keb'mo' & Guests (Keb' Mo') · Keb' Mo' (Keb' Mo') · Keb' Mo' (Keb' Mo') · Martin Scorsese Presents the Blues: Keb Mo (Keb' Mo') · Keb Mo/Keep It Simple (Keb' Mo') – and 90 other albums »


mo' room for no mo' kings and no more crown to be given but by no means
Am I any more conceited than this game needed
And if I say it believe it, I'm
yeah
Did it, done it, run it, sayin "How you want it?" Leave it
When you finished let me dress it up and made it seem sweet
Like a beach in Martinique,
You ain't nothin' but a prop fish

Mo' fire ya Weezy, 
Mo' fire ya, put your light up in the air
Mo' fire ya, I give her, 
Mo' fire ya ya
Mo' fire
of Eden
There ain't no angels above
And things ain't like what they used to be
And this ain't the summer of love

Lock all your doors from the outside
You ain't nothin' but a prop fish

Mo' fire ya Weezy, 
Mo' fire ya, put your light up in the air
Mo' fire ya, I give her, 
Mo' fire ya ya
Mo' fire
Steppin' out the motherf***in' car they in aw
I'm lookin' like a star b****, 
when you see me make a wish 
Holla at ya motherf***in' boy J-R
Birdman my
[Mo B. Dick]
Things ain't what they used to be.  
Things ain't what they used to be.

[Verse 1: Master P]
I remember back in the days it wasn't
One mo', one mo' drank, drank (this ain't for the rappers)
Nigga, drank (this for the ones that be joogin, Twista)

One more joog
My niggas be
I’m tryna get you some hoe
You better get you some dough
You hate I’mma get some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’
I’m tryna
used to know
Just don't know me no mo' (The watcher)
But everywhere that I go
I got people I know (The watcher)
Who got people they know
So I suggest you
yeah
Did it, done it, run it, sayin "How you want it?" Leave it
When you finished let me dress it up and made it seem sweet
Like a beach in Martinique,
yeah
Did it, done it, run it, sayin "How you want it?" Leave it
When you finished let me dress it up and made it seem sweet
Like a beach in Martinique,
When you wanna come and fill these shoes

Everywhere that I go
Ain't the same as befo' (The watcher)
People I used to know
Just don't know me no mo
of eden
There ain't no angels above
And things ain't like what they used to be
And this ain't the summer of love
Lock all your doors from the outside
yeah
Did it, done it, run it, sayin "How you want it?" Leave it
When you finished let me dress it up and made it seem sweet
Like a beach in Martinique,
down, down
Somebody told me, but I ain't trippin' off you, no
If you were doing your thang, he'd still be wit? you

[Chorus]
[Mo]	Hello?
[Missy]	You
how I get down, down
Somebody told me, but I ain't trippin' off you, no
If you were doing your thang, he'd still be wit' you

[Chorus]

[Mo
the money go up and she dance on sight
By the end of the night she on endo'
Lemme' see you make it clap on tempo
Lemme' see you get low like limbo

Ass fat,
changed)
Yo Mo chill (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yo chill, you singin' like you

You singin' like you in church raisin money (I've
chroí thú
Fan ag mo thaobh sa

(My love, stay with me always, be true to me,
You are my sweetheart, stay by my side)

Beauty and grace with golden
Eenie, meenie, money, mo
Catch a player by the toe
If ya want to let him go

Ladies don’t worry cause they got plenty more
Men be falling like
ain't gon' sing no mo'
I'm gon' hang 'is mandolin under my shoulder
Right down Front Street, I go

I can hear that old train comin'
Ah, it must-a-be
never had to worry about you fuckin' 'round
You used to tell me "Yea I love ya, No one above ya"
Then I bought you clothes, I made ya look like a king
broke

I used up all the whiskey
Me and Jesus got by
But still you goodbye kiss me
No matter how hard I try

I'm down lower than I like to go
This
of Eden
There ain't no angels above
And things ain't like what they used to be

And this ain't the summer of love
Lock all your doors from the outside