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Middle of the Moshpit
by 713 JMilly
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Niggas better turn me up soon as I walk up in this bitch
I'm from Houston, bitches lovin' the way I talk up in this bitch
Feelin like corn at the movies, nigga, fuck around, get popped up in this bitch
(Oh let's do it)
I feel like a Waka in this bitch
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Hit my griddy in the middle of the mosh pit, bitch
Don't give a damn about a nigga on no opp shit
If niggas on that opp shit, nigga, fuck around, he get popped quick
I'm all about my bands, nigga, I'm all about my profit
I'm all about my green, nigga, I'm all about my paper
Stack it to the motherfuckin' ceiling like a fuckin' elevator
Nigga, fuck around, get cut and I ain't talkin' bout no taper
Or nigga, fuck around, get smoked, and I ain't talkin' bout no vapor
Yeah, yeah, pass me the blicky, nigga, pass me the pole
Who got that gas, nigga, I wanna smoke
If niggas want them problems, nigga, I want the smoke
I'm a fool, I'm a circus, I'm a clown in this hoe
I count six shots, nigga
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe
Niggas better turn me up soon as I walk up in this bitch
I'm from Houston, bitches lovin' the way I talk up in this bitch
Feelin like corn at the movies, nigga, fuck around, get popped up in this bitch
(Oh let's do it)
I feel like a Waka in this bitch
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Hit my griddy in the middle of the mosh pit, bitch
Don't give a damn about a nigga on no opp shit
If niggas on that opp shit, nigga, fuck around, he get popped quick
I'm all about my bands, nigga, I'm all about my profit
I'm all about my green, nigga, I'm all about my paper
Stack it to the motherfuckin' ceiling like a fuckin' elevator
Nigga, fuck around, get cut and I ain't talkin' bout no taper
Or nigga, fuck around, get smoked, and I ain't talkin' bout no vapor
Yeah, yeah, pass me the blicky, nigga, pass me the pole
Who got that gas, nigga, I wanna smoke
If niggas want them problems, nigga, I want the smoke
I'm a fool, I'm a circus, I'm a clown in this hoe
I count six shots, nigga
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe (yea, yea)
Turn me up hoe
