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joe stewart - joe $tewart x vintage buttah - i ain't in the mood lyrics

[intro: joe $tewart]
i ain’t in the mood x16

[verse 1: joe $tewart]
and my mood gone left, and my heart gone south. merkin anyone that tryna stop my
power. wrist on em gotta feel this drought. nigga don’t try me i’ll knock yo -ss down
east south east where im from yeah cuh. good hoe run to be exact. never been a goon
so im always tryna lax. fuck gettin crazy if a nigga tryna act. and my mood gone right
and my heart gone east. some broke man tryna catch me a dream tryna ball like magic
and kareem. ballin out in my dreams, see the fans raisin now they fallen at ma feet
jumpin on ma vans and mom wake me up like screech. saved by the bell brush ma teeth
backboard row from the previous night then i flee. showin rea some punches. smackwoods
got a nigga high like feathers. and the sc-mbag im smokin on yeaaaaah man got tha yellow
head so bad and i probably won’t tell her. just pick a cutie, bang her face. then it got me mellow
ask for a hoe man feelin like a feather she had no drama man that shit was better

i ain’t in the mood x16

[hook: joe $tewart]
and my mood gone left, and my heart gone south. merkin anyone that tryina stop my
power. wrist on em gotta feel this drought. nigga don’t try me i’ll knock yo -ss down
mood gone right and my heart gone east. some broke man tryna catch me a dream tryna
ball like magic and kareem

[verse 2: vintage b-ttah]
look at me now i just took off with the crown, they never felt versatile, k!llin the doubt
my pockets fell in a drought, look like im headin down south. runnin aroused. i call that package
a strike. im goin straight to the house. talk to reporters with blunts in ma mouth. nigga
im winnin with style. nigga i’ve been in the cloud. my b-tch she get me aroused. dived in the
pussy and drowned, nigga god d-mn. all of you’re crew is so wack. fuckin with cards is you wack
4 to his back. got dis boy lookin like dat. i swear this nigga be smacked. you say you cold with
the raps. but this boy never be talkin about facts. makin up shit. time to heal fish a new life
ain’t when these niggas be thinkin they nice. i might just fuck on yo wife. let that b-tch ride on my bike
bet you won’t put up a fight. lil -ss nigga you pussy. put on a shirt but i work it. burgundy hoodie
yellow tape blockin it off. stank -ss puss got my c-ck on the soft. i swear my pockets too small
maybe my wallet too fat. my girl she act like a brat. until i roll up a raw, that’s how i give it to
y’all. got a uzi in ma drawers. got that og in ma drawers. dodgin the law. they say my og is strong
they kept to searchin my car they kept to pattin me down. lucky no cappas were found
never gone throw in the towel b-tch

- joe stewart lyrics

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