MoB (feat. MoCapone & O.P Tommy)

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F*ck they talking 'bout
When I'm on here talking, please don't make a sound (yeah)
Give me all the bread, I don't need the clout
No no
Know It's money over bitches
I can't
f*ck around with niggas, they be fucking up my mental no
I can't stop, my niggas know I'm taking off
And I'm just praying we don't f*ck around and fall apart
I can't trust no bitch
I can't trust no nigga either, that's why I'm keep my space
Lil mama always told me I'm her best mistake
I just need more money
Andale
That's what I'm chasing, I don't need no honey
And for the record I ain't tripping, all my people love me
And for the record I ain't tripping, I'm just counting hundreds
Me and Benjamin Franklin family, we just like cousins
If I go ghost on a bitch nigga I'm up to something
It's Capone nigga
Money, money, money (uh)
F*ck what's going on
I got to keep it coming, she take her clothes off
I put it in she running
Umm, my circle got small
They say I'm acting funny (say I'm acting funny)
Smoke
Then it is what it is
These niggas talking crazy 'bout me, but they bitch want my kids (Bitch want my kids)
These hoes
I can not trust them shits
I'm moving Slow Mo
Nobody Knows Mo (knows Mo)
That's how the show go (show go)
That's how it's posed be
can't let a pussy nigga get close to me
Niggas like "Mo why you always hoeing me"
They be like "nigga you don't ever notice me"
Three in the morning and she calling me
Never ever hit a once, she gon' fall for me
I swear these bitches be bothering, like leave me alone please
Girl you don't even know me
If you ain't my homie
Don't hit me up no more
Never turn my back on them, cause they my homies
These niggas wishy washy, I know that they phony yeah
Yeah
It just been money over bitches
Money over hoes
Niggas just been whipping, like we cooking on the stove
Said I'm all up in my bag
All up in my duffie
I don't give no f*ck about no hoe, but she still gon' love me
Smoking on exotic
I'm so high cant find my wallet
I might pull up in that benz, and we gon have to do some mileage
All my bitches steady wilding
Cause nigga I'm the truth
And nigga I'm gon' turn up every time I'm in the booth
Shout my nigga J, we getting turnt at MSU
If niggas got a problem go ahead and speak your truth (oh)
Big body bitch
Lil shawty, what I'm touching om
I just be so clouded
I smoke that runtz, that's what I'm puffing on
Ain't no fucking love in this shit
My niggas need to know
Always money over bitches, ain't no fucking love

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