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mook boy - help me lyrics

she know who i’m talking to
what’s understood ain’t gotta be explained
(we going to the jeweler, baby!)
what’s solid ain’t gotta be tested
i’m taking you shopping today, mami!
you know, baby

[verse 1]
beautiful queen, i’on never wanna see you down
pull up and lemme see you smile, it’ll help me!
i got a half a mill in dirty money right now
i’m tryna clean this sh-t up, somebody help me!
i bet i’m drippin’ right now, get you paper towels
oscar paris on my d-ck, they come help me!
i been a special -ss n-gg- since juvenile
saw the potential, you ain’t really wanna help me!
beautiful queen, laying in my bed on my chest
you can tell i’m god’s son how he help me!
it’ll take me 30 minutes to cook a whole brick
gimme that pot, yeen even gotta help me!
got all this gold on my neck, i’m feelin like nip
i need them puma jet connects, can ya help me!
better come get ya lil b-tch, fore she get flipped
i bet we make a hundred million when you help me!

see what i’m talmbout?
n-gg- gotta get it out the mud in this muh f-cker
ain’t n-body helping a n-gg- do nothin out here, man
everybody gotta do what they muh f-ckin supposed to do out here
and then get the f-ck out the way, ya dig? help me!
sh-t, i just left london, france, spain and all that good sh-t
and ain’t n-body help me!

[verse 2]
b-tch, i’m moving flyer than a airplane
posted in the hood sipping champagne
crackers want me tied up with some f-cking shoestrings
in the ditch, with a weed eater, cutting tree, mayne
what the f-ck i look like chopping trees, and picking cotton?
i’ma be pulling up poppin in that new masi
you gone be paparazzi like a muh f-cker
snapping like a muh f-cker
i can see it now, loud talking, catch a muh f-cker
loosies for the dollar, we was trapping like a muh f-cker
backwoods cost ten dollars, slow muh f-cker
whole plate of purple, 4 grand, it’s a drought, jit
what the f-ck you thinkin bout? the strength or the outfit?
dawg put the dog in his trap, now his trap lit
dawg, i be balling like a b-tch on these dog hoes
dawg, that’s a bad -ss b-tch, feed her alpo
independent, back to the money, know how that go

know how that’s going, help me!
i-4, 408, 75, 85, 95, back to the money! help me!

- mook boy lyrics

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