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mook boy - can't get enough lyrics

feedin’ me chocolate…
hit him with this rocket i got in my pocket…
harley choppin’…..
them crackers comin’, ain’t no brakes g-dawg
who gone stop it?
dumb -ss lyrics, mook boy got that r-t-rded flow
should i take this handicap sign to the studio?
should i put this handicap sign on this red hoe
cuz she got dumb -ss, r-t-rded head, and a deep throat

[hook]
dumb -ss lyrics, mook boy got that r-t-rded flow
should i take this handicap sign to the studio?
or should i put this handicap sign on this red hoe
cuz she got dumb -ss, r-t-rded head, and a deep throat
black -ss n-gga, got these b-tches feeding’ me chocolate
n-gga kick in the door and i’ma hit him with this rocket i got in my pocket
no shirt on the harley chopper
them crackers comin’, ain’t no brakes g-dawg
who gone stop us?

[verse 1]
tats all over like a rocker
the coupe lookin’ lazy at the light, the rims rockin’
all my n-ggas inked up and thousand dollar jeaned up
the trap dark as f-ck, i bet them 40s keep it beamed up
front yard jumpin, brick boys gotta see us
iphone jumpin’, my whole life trampolined up
trampoline beans, trampoline bricks, trampoline the ashantis
let the sixes just flip
transition benz cuz the roof all cleared up
tires burnin rubber left my mama yard f-cked up
where you goin’, f-ck n-gga? the goons just pulled up
gon’ loosen up and fire that f-ckin’ mango up
my n-ggas some k!llers, don’t you put them f-ckin’ tools up
9 milli-, 10 millimeter we ain’t talkin’ bout no rulers
dome check ya -ss put a bullet in ya medulla
found him stankin’ in the back bed of the duelly
all we play is plies, wayne, gucci, and boosie
and my flow keep gettin stupid, n-gga this mookie!
baby mama sellin’ p-ssy out a drop charger
my whole cd 100, no flaugin’
earring blinkin’, got ya b-tch p-ssy slobbin’
life a ocean, n-gga, i got the whole fishin’ rod in it
c’mon man, all she keep screamin’ is
can’t get enough

[hook]
ok, dumb -ss lyrics, mook boy got that r-t-rded flow
should i take this handicap sign to the studio?
or should i put this handicap sign on this red hoe
cuz she got dumb -ss, r-t-rded head, and a deep throat
black -ss n-gga, got these b-tches feeding’ me chocolate
n-gga kick in the door and i’ma hit him with this rocket i got in my pocket
no shirt on the harley chopper
them crackers comin’, ain’t no brakes g-dawg
who gone stop us?

[david ruffin sample plays]
oooooh, baby
oh, can’t get enough
can’t get enough!
ooooooooh
one more time, when you make love to me
it always feels when you say you will
say you will make love again
ooooooooh
one more time, when you make love to me
it always feels when you say you will
say you will make love again

[verse 2]
i talk that sh-t to a hoe
i talk too sl!ck not to blow
it’s too many horses in this ‘vette, this b-tch can’t go slow
you can’t record where i’m recording, it’s too much money on the floor
ain’t no security standin’ round me
all this jewelry wrapped round me
just think, it’s a blessing if i speak to these hoes
try to sit by me in the coupe, i’m switching seats on these hoes
my vocabulary sl!ck, like vaseline on these hoes
my conceited demeanor be blowin’ up my ego
black wavy hair, black skin
south beach, we jet skiing
40 for the bentley n-gga, another 10 for the kit
2 grand, n-gga that’s just a ounce and a outfit
look for me, i’m in the bathroom, you know i’m the sh-t
mook got his hands in the sink washin’ c0ke dishes
runnin’ through that money like a fat roll of toilet tissue
sh-t all over the mall
n-gga look what i bought
3d flat screens, i got belly poppin’ out the wall

- mook boy lyrics

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