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These Ben ja mins
I am, I
Love to
Do it
You is
Use to
Chillin
Im use to 
Moving
Life is
A movie
Loose it
Truth is
Im moody
You weak
Groupies
Line up
With

up the green (Go count up the green)
I'm makin' money, you can tell by the style that I'm makin' these hundreds, I'm makin' blue cheese, ayy
Me

and The Who
The Beatles and the Rolling Stones
Smooching in the dark
To the Moody Blues

But the thing I remember is
The boys smelt of Brut
The thing I remember

Maxwell Moody for the masses
My double cup green like safari oh
Red go down like Mario
Vivi on no Asap Bario
Money blue Lucario
I'm finna run this shit got

on me
Funny how I take the blues it
Ain't no pain in me we done did all we could
Do tell me what's next
She said she not one to
Choose I said what's next

seen me, knew I got her ass breathless
And I can feel you getting moody
I can see your emotional, I can tell by her mood ring
Yeah, I thought you were

I'm judgin' him like Judy (ooh)
Ooh, I get moody (uh-huh)
He wipe me down like Boosie
Then I slide on him like Toosie
Yeah, I'm judgin' him like

of my
Labor
Using waze to juke the dudes in
Blue
Movin weight by the acre

Gotta feed the crew
When you get your pape up
Watch how they move
Gotta chop

with emotions
Talking this and this and that
No I cant deal with emotions
Talking this and this and that
No time for lies
Organic
Go by Italy
Dont look

This might not be what you want
But it's what I need

Feeling moody turn on Californication got so high I flashed back to my moms basement 
Now I'm

Written by : Cecilio Joseph 

R.i.p the woo 
Pop smoke , Brooklyn 
Niggas know the vibes wit us 
We ain’t never been them type of niggas to play wit

A pair of stockings, a pair of shoes
A record by The Moody Blues
A bottle of Chanel No. 5
A poster of a band called Dead or Alive
A silk negligee

Tune the faders, to the moody Blues creator ruminator
Step in to the room with flavor Like how'd you afford them Gators
Told em I traded favors, with

could not fool me 
As I drop like jewelry 
And my rocks moody 
Blue/ 
Ain’t nun y’all stop the cool 
I don’t talk it through 
I got a lot to lose 

Now

Maguire
Blue hundreds stuffed up in my pockets I might need some pliers
I need pints and weed by the load I need a new supplier
I just spiked my drink with

have some
Count it by the twos playing blues and some jazz songs
Desert haikus i grew outta sandstorms
I don't feel the pressure but the pressure trynna

I can't be found on a sunny day
I leave my moody blues with the moon and I run away
I'm Alice Cooper when school is out 
Or Ferris Bueller smelling

Moody's Mood for Love

Frankie Valli & the Four Seasons

Jersey Boys: Music from the Motion Picture and Broadway Musical

2014

or do I really see heaven in your eyes?
Bright as stars that shine up above you in the clear blue skies
How I worry about you
Just can't live my life

up get that shirt untucked
Tell em we don't give a fuck
Put ya hands to the stars
In the night time
In the day let em sway
Towards the blue sky
I got

really see heaven in your eyes?
Bright as stars that shine up above you
In the clear blue sky
How I worry about you
Just can't live my life without you

just dropped the bag on ya like I'm littering

I just dropped a bag off like I'm dry cleaning
I'm whipping a foreign could tell by the high beams
Now I

Had me from the start
Be the light up in the dark
So start the fire and be the spark, yeah
Dark days, dark slipping
Henny got me real moody, I'm off

even film a movie
Check the cash, you see the blues, I know that got you moody
I'm from the South, this shit a war zone, feel like Call of Duty
Yeah,

tired
But my will power still remains quiet
Good heavens,
Blew my salary while trying to match 3 blue sevens
Said I'll crash as soon as I down this glass