Lyrics:
of Mo'
The phone rang Hello?
Now this is how we do it
They rushed to crib before I knew it
The Crew don't know how to ill
Are you ready?
Woo
Free, baby
Boy, when you look at me
Do you judge me by my cover?
Got to be kiddin' me
To think that I'm that kind of lover
Are you ready?
Woo
Free, baby
Boy, when you look at me
Do you judge me by my cover?
Got to be kiddin' me
To think that I'm that kind of lover
higher than a kite
Or they just leanin in they seat
Smokin swisha sweets
Want some fuckin crack
Gone and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sippin on tha barre
Nigga
the action, Like a GoPro
Y'all jump to conclusions like a pogo (Pogo)
They be watchin' all my moves in slow-mo
(Slow-mo)
Fuckin' on that bitch just for promo
is California soul
C-a-l-if-o-r-n-ia
My name rang in MIA, I'm the talk of New York
Down in ATL, they smell me
So ain't shit niggas could tell me
Ask
when rap niggas
Are spittin' hard
Just know who supervise this shit
Domestic and abroad
Lord, have mercy on a whack
One 'cause times are changin'
And we
thinkin that's what
they all keep tellin me- and faces-n-places keep changin erasin and everything feels so strange
to me”
[JR:] Now we out on the road,
people conflicted
They lose their minds to these riches
(Riches) testin' all of their limit's then
Burnin' all of their bridges
How beautiful are these
it's the stars
They're surely on my side
I've never been so satisfied
By love before
For all the times I've tried
These beginnings could mean more
remember the name of the Lord our God.
They are brought down by the fall. Save Lord, let the king hear when I call. Selah.
Thank you
Thank you
Thank
Governments lie all the time well
Not just the American
Government, it's just in the
Nature of governments well, they have
To lie and since they
to be, too bourgeois to rock a jam raw
Understand what I'm sayin', they're down by law
They play the jams that are right, sometimes not polite
They
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
by woman and male
I rhyme about uprights upliftin the woman
For that are superior to handle by any male
Any time, any rhyme, any flow, and any show
by woman and male
I rhyme about uprights upliftin the woman
For that are superior to handle by any male
Any time, any rhyme, any flow, and any show
by woman and male
I rhyme about uprights upliftin the woman
For that are superior to handle by any male
Any time, any rhyme, any flow, and any show
to the liquor store
She wanna go to the liquor store
I took a ho to the liquor store
I hit your ho by the liquor store
Boy, you a drunk, think I licked that
Father God, Where do I go?)
Nanso yei nyinaa ekyi no, If you are alive there is hope
(In all these things)
Me second chance ye dea eye w’adom ooo
(By your
know when they run up I gun 'em
Gotta let 'em know who the boss is, see,
Pop pop let 'em drop
Mo Thug them niggas is nothin' but killers
We creepin'
can he be tough, can he be rough
No cream puff are considered to be rough enough
Nobody likes you not even ya bitches I'm a witness
They sick of yo
To the things that you are sayin' who do you thinks gonna hear
And if you should die explainin' how the thing they complain about
Or the things they could be
uprights upliftin the woman
For that are superior to handle by any male
Any time, any rhyme, any flow, and any show
And if you ask my producers that we
These times are troubled and these times are good
And they're always gonna be, they rise and they fall
We take 'em all the way that we should
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