Lyrics:
My mind is the enemy
Mo' money, mo' people wanna be a friend of me
Bitch can't even get in front of me
I got a frontman that would never dare front
Just bring the liquor; there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way); let me stop by the store
Get a twelve pack of Corona plus a ounce of 'dro,
Listening to
Chopin and mozart
All by yourself
Your friends
Have been talking
About you
Mademoiselle
This is probably
Because you are in love
Mademoiselle
whoa
Like what is this feeling
I swear ion wanna feel it no mo
Yea ok umm so like I had around about a hundred friends
I cut them off just need me
Tch
Keep it MoViN
Keep it MoViN ByTch
Keep it MoViN
Keep it MoViN ByTch
Keep it MoViN
Keep it MoViN
(WHOOOOOP)
Keep it GrooViN'
When I'm talkin' movin'
Go by the name of Weezy F and
I'm walkin' out the Bally store with ten bags
Fly as a motherfucker girlie on my staple
Cause her friend say I
Yo I gotta be home by eight thirty or my moms'll kill me
She spasses out when I'm late, plus she says that I'm too young to date
So overprotective,
Niggas dyin everyday
I think I need to live mo
All these bitches do is take
Until you can't give mo
All these niggas do is snake
The worst ones be ya
Muscle Man, we need you
Shout out to all the boys
You already know who I'm talking about
A_boutabag, D-Mo, and all the fucking boys
You already know
pe nigboro gan
Sho Mo Cartier e?
Sho'mo Cartier e!?
Awon Omo nume Fe Foka tibe
Koto wadi e
Motifoko tibe
Ha
Cos I got friends and folks
Wey dey like
I told my friends
Don't sleep on me
Oluwa wa blessing
Come my way
Knelt by My mama
To pray for me
Tori Ori mi
Ogba bode
Everyday i pray
For the this
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oooohhhh
Verse 3:
I'm feelin oppressed, this stifle
My life is trifle
No family, friends, or relations, so I sleep with my rifle
And my pistol, I'm seein
For a moment then I was low
Pick up the mo-men-tum
Don't let it slow, no
For a moment then
I was low-o-o-oow
Pick up the mo-men-tum
Don't let it
Guyanese model sexing
(She ghosted me)
Burdened by heavens blessing
Ballin out for all his best friends
(Ballin')
Diamond encrusted Rolex-wearing
(Drip,
four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Peeps call me up [phone
2:venuta direttamente dal Cairo
3:coming directly from Cairo
1:lafamosissiva
2:la famosissima
3:the famous
1:mo lita del sudan
2:?molita? del Sudan
gotta lie about the girls I toss, you know?
[Da Brat]
Betta' ask ya' lil' man's where his dough went
Needed mo' rent
We got bent, you know the rest
I
late (for you)
Hey, listen!
I've have a message for you!
Listen to me!
Spoken:
You know a friend of mine
Called me the other day
By the name of Joe
After part one you go see part two
You go call me your ogagun
One by one nah turn by turn
Omo ologo mo ti gbera tan
You think you know me not at all
For
this time
been wrong to chop somethin done by one of my union friends
Soon as they seen the Benz, hatin season was in
Hell cause they figured me for
basis
Give me my spaces
Show me some love though
Just pump your fist in the air and holler "Mo"
Could you do me that and I'll hit you back
Little nig
you steady getting mo'
Just remember dude we watchin' you,
I spared your life they day they shot at you
Cause if I didn't, they was coming back
niggaz on one bottle of Cris
Then he talkin' me to death, fuck you takin' this
Whether he friend of fo', gotta stome my lopes
Matter of fact, fuck
know is, sexy can I
Sexy can I, keep it on the low
Got a girl at the crib, we can take it to the mo-mo
You can bring a friend, or you can ride solo
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