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mooch (da cloth) – greenlight lyrics

[intro]
it’s da cloth n+gga!

[verse 1]
yo, yo, i just made a band (haha!)
did it with my left kept it fresh, i never shake his hand (get the f+ck out of here, n+gga!)
man make the money, my n+gga, money don’t make the man (yea n+gga!)
i bring so much static a n+gga gon’ think his cable jammed (swear to god, cut the power off!)
comin’ to your front door strapped, but it’s the cable man
lebron on the hit, the n+ggas thought i’m a lakers fan (swish)
n+ggas ain’t been to corners, singin’ [if a case at hand?]
if i catch a [fibe?] we k!ll’m before he take the stand (b+tch, k!ll that n+gga, for real, n+gga, uh!)
moocihe was a god before i could ever grace the man
always save my praises when bundles fly out my naked hand ([?])
tryin’a get a bundle of hundreds and get some vacant land (but we could do both though)
i leave you with a vacant alley, i can make some hateful plans (word!)
lookin’ like a superstar, kobe with my shootin’ hand (r.i.p. to the legend!)
smoked you like a hookah bar, turn you to the newest strand
if i don’t got the wax bags they got to do the grams (b+tch! haha!)
i don’t give a f+ck about n+ggas feelings that sh+t was spare

[chorus]
green light, green light, n+gga, you green light
green light, green light, n+gga, get your green right
green light, green light, n+ggas on your team light
green light, green light, n+gga, you green light
green light, green light, n+gga, you green light
green light, green light, n+gga, get your green right
green light, green light, n+ggas on your team light
green light, green light, n+gga, you green light
[verse 2]
you not made yet homie, you just a paycheck (heard, n+gga, you ain’t made, n+gga!)
n+ggas got paperwork on you what can you say next (paycheck ass n+gga!)
n+ggas so dirty i slap’m up with the latex (maybe slap that on your b+tch ass! haha!)
might slap a p+ssy face, i told you i practice safe s+x (yea, n+gga!)
this .40 got a d+ck and i stuff this sh+t in the grey sweats (big ones, n+gga, sh+t long, n+gga!)
shorty ride the wave, ironic, she got her face wet
lookin’ in her eyes, you look at n+ggas who face death (look me in my f+ckin’ face when you talkin’ to me n+gga!)
tec got his name, ’cause n+ggas just used to break tecs (yea!)
take the gun away and my n+gga can still break necks (take that sh+t away and he’s still f+ckin’ you up, n+gga!)
mad been a monster, i’m singin’, he like an apex (i put money on that!)
na n0body could ever play check (yea! yah+yah!)
you better pick a playdate before i play chess (haha!)
f+ck around and slide out on a rat
it’s just the wheel of fortune, i’m pat, n0body sajak (pat! haha!)
if you don’t want to lay on your back, you better stay back (back, get the f+ck away from me n+gga!)
yea, yea, yo, yo, you better stay back ([?] shooters and sh+t, n+gga!)

- mooch da cloth lyrics

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