money man - mood lyrics
[chorus]
2k to walk in these loubs
n-gga don’t step on my shoes
i don’t really mean to be rude but
b-tch you f-ckin’ up my mood
you on the wrong team wanna lose
n-gga f-ckin’ up my groove
po me a four then snooze
h-llcat ridin in a ghoul
five n-ggas imma shoot a group
street money i’ma get the coupe
santa clause shooters on the roof
2k to slide in these loubs
i really don’t mean to be rude but
b-tch you f-ckin’ up my mood
rockin’ that ice like cube
flexin’ this check like a coon
[verse 1]
flexin’ the check like a coon
i really don’t f-ck with these dudes
i’ma take her to the room
my charger a demon like lucifer
hit the sherbert and go up to jupiter
don’t like me the feelin’ ain’t mutual
she wanna f-ck me the feelin’ is mutual
nothing but hits in my catalogue
pipe up and pop me an adderall
they like i see why they mad at ya’ll
cause them n-ggas ain’t got a bag at all
2k to slide in these loubs
you on the wrong team wanna lose
i’m on a line in giuseppe
ain’t no question we rockin’ the freshest
they like their cars they impressive
30k for a skinny -ss necklace
this is a reno lexus
i’m f-ckin’ her and the bestie
they serve me bed and breakfast
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cartier boyz for my lens
that choppa my only true friend
lil mama quit all that hussing dont wanna hear all that jibberish
[?] wonderful spirit
c0ke guy done built me a pyramid
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driving that stick with a gearsome
yeen smoking loud own hear sh-t
20k to make an appearance
i can feel the hate in they spirit
i can feel the fake in they spirit
100k check and it’s clearing
fully loaded stick, they gone fear it
you can hear the rum in my lyrics
on the way got 2 twin children
shoot a whole apartment building
then go home and count a quarter million
[chorus]
2k to walk in these loubs
n-gga don’t step on my shoes
i don’t really mean to be rude but
b-tch you f-ckin’ up my mood
you on the wrong team wanna lose
n-gga f-ckin’ up my groove
po me a four then snooze
h-llcat ridin in a ghoul
five n-ggas imma shoot a group
street money i’ma get the coupe
santa clause shooters on the roof
2k to slide in these loubs
i really don’t mean to be rude but
b-tch you f-ckin’ up my mood
rockin’ that ice like cube
flexin’ this check like a coon
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