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mo-g – black rabba lyrics

[intro: mo-g & puffy l’z]
yeah, man!
mo-g, how you feelin’?
i’m feelin’ like whoah
let’s get it man, ave. boy
ahwoolay!

[hook: mo-g & puffy l’z]
and when we pull up in the city, they like whoah
mo-g’s back drop the new track, they like woah
spent ten stacks on kicks, they like woah
she say she like the way a n-gg- live em, like woah
money ain’t a problem baby girl we gets dough
lose my money shooting cr-ps get it by the store
if the block’s hot puffy bops through the show
flip phone for the heads keep it on the low
woah

[verse 1: puffy l’z]
i need some more dough
i’m a star now she wants a photo
like chocolates, i gots the rolo
aka solo or dolo
cocaine flow
add some more cocoa if she like the way i puffy bop
all my haters slo-mo
and you know how i’m rockin’
streets talkin’
bad b-tches been watchin’
big ticket for the green i’m in boston
no bullsh-t i’ll go crazy like i’m rodman
call my bros that i got em
it’s 10k for a verse for mo-g that ain’t a problem
i been ballin’ with all this spalding
headed to the top, my n-gg- i’m just joggin’
i’m just joggin’, i’m just joggin’
critics keep talkin’, bloggers keep bloggin’

[hook: mo-g & puffy l’z]
and when we pull up in the city, they like woah
mo-g’s back drop the new track, they like woah
spent ten stacks on kicks, they like woah
she say she like the way a n-gg- live em, like woah
money ain’t a problem baby girl we gets dough
lose my money shooting cr-ps get it by store
if the block’s hot puffy bops through the show
flip phone for the heads keep it on the low
woah

[verse 2: mo-g]
took a long break
puffy on the tracks so i’m back like i’m mase
told them n-gg-s that we don’t watch face
never last, always come in first place
no face, no case, no trace
hot head, turn em to a cold case
gorilla sh-t, and i rock baping athe
she like the way i taste, she got a toothache
dimples, virgins get popped like pimples
it’s simple, we on the road moto rentals (what?)
we on the road moto rentals (what?)
we on the road moto rentals (whoah)

[hook: mo-g & puffy l’z] (2x)
and when we pull up in the city, they like woah
mo-g’s back drop the new track, they like woah
spent ten stacks on the kicks, they like woah
she say she like the way a n-gg- live em, like woah
money ain’t a problem baby girl we gets dough
lose my money shooting cr-ps get it by the store
if the block’s hot puffy bops through the show
fliphone for the heads, keep it on the low

[outro: mo-g & puffy l’z]
keep that f-cking sh-t on the low, man!
keep your f-cking sh-t on the low, man!
don’t f-ck up your program
you dry snitches ‘n b-tches
we’re from rags to riches
now that’s whoah, easy money!
now that’s whoah

- mo g lyrics

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