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freddie gibbs - walk in wit the m.o. lyrics

[verse 1: freddie gibbs]
i want a girl with extensions in her hair
skin tight pants m-ff print no underwear
a fendi bag and a bad att-tude
she give me head in a carrera and cruise
she addicted to the d-boyz talking that street slang
that keep the d-ck up in her 2 feet in the d game
standing on the bus stop mama hold my bag of rocks
jumped up out that hooptie this summer baby we in the
drop
spend it and flaunt it take your pick however you want
it
don’t mind b-tches my side b-tches knocked off
opponents
they simply leasing this p-n-s but baby i’m the owner
my compton b-tch hear polices rate me in california
so i done cut a lot of hoes off
i activate this actavis so i can dose off
and i don’t argue with no b-tch i set that straight
from the gate
bet all my mack and money makers relate
i’m just a player baby

[hook:]
that’s why it’s money over b-tches
i steps in with the mo where the hoes at baby?
that’s why it’s money over b-tches
i steps in with the mo where the hoes at?
it’s always money over b-tches
i steps in with the mo where the hoes at baby?
that’s why it’s money over b-tches
i steps in with the mo where the hoes at?

[verse 2: dom kennedy]
this might be hard as it get
i bought an ounce on the first like it was part of my
rent
i’m in paris drinking mo thank god for this sh-t
cause i’m from south central baby pardon my french
yea i know ball players, james harden and sh-t
cash a check in new york at the garden and sh-t
heard the yellow alb-m now she part of the clique
west side get the money yea we started this sh-t
oh you getting head now look i taught her this sh-t
this n-gg- treat her like she your daughter and sh-t
type of n-gg- golfing with her father and sh-t
found out i was f-cking, he was bothered a bit
i’m a cool n-gg- it’s not a problem to switch
look you in yo face what type of problem is this
caught him on the chin then he stumbled a bit
the right then left n-gg-s rumbled and sh-t
i got on red bet he think i’m from the jungles and sh-t
nasty like my brother named jungle and sh-t
ay other people money make double and sh-t
this me and gangster gibbs you in trouble ya dig?

[hook]

- freddie gibbs lyrics

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