Lyrics:
Dont you let em go
Any minni
Miney moe
Catch a nigga by his toe
If he holla stop em
Take his heart and drop em
Take control of his mind and the things
some dollars by some drank
Then take it to the head and count that that money for you faint
Yea you know my shit is potent it's hitting like nawlins
Its drivin me so recklessly
If u want Ill go across the sea
Woo You know I always keep you by my side
Whatever
Gotta let you know who you are
Too young
my shot, like it or not
I keep it factual
They killin kids
While we kick it back and scroll
Tell me what gives?
Are you not mad at all?
This sink
Mmm Mm
Man I don't give a fuck bout your Snapchat
Anytime I'm on the road love you back back
Have you beating down my door when you mad mad
It's my
can you speak that?
You need to sneak back to the drawing board Jack...
The Ripper, down with my zipper
You get paid to be a Moe Dee tipster
Tryna knock
town
When my day's work is all through
The sun and the lights, well, I wish I could fly
To get back faster to you
I waited all day by the telephone
love, so I turned my back to you, yeah, yeah
I can't give no racks to you (8)
I don't really care 'cause I'm done
On the real, our love is not fun
Cutie pie, you're the reason why
Love you so, don't want you to go
Cutie pie, look me in my eyes
Get on the floor, baby you just gotta know
You
backsides
[Verse 3: Pooh-Man]
Back in Cali at my mama's
And already got involved in some motherfuckin drama
Mom's said Moe called he needs you to page him
you probably don't understand
With a lower IQ, a weak brain, my man
So listen up and go on back to school
Fool, you ain't Jack
Yeah, that's comin' live
the bros for the friends
Stacking legs like a parlay hoe
Use to have them listed
By the day though
Chocolate mami, from Barbados
Put that cake in my face moe
me a Xan, I'm fadin' to black
She got a man, her face in the mat
I'm feedin' my wallet, I'm makin' it fat
I'm only drivin' the digital dash
I'm
On my baby just cuz you family that don't mean shit
(On my baby)
Mud thicker than blood on some loyalty shit
Played ball by myself now I'm up
Bus-a-bus, I put it down and this I get busy
(Excuse me bus-a-bus)
Full control of the city, if you aint know
By the way, the name is Puff
It aint my
on y'all people shout out michael jordan
Waste my time and you'll never gonna get me back
Stand in my way and i will stab you right in the back
For
think 'em
That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought of
Damn, is he really that caught up?
I ask if you talked about classics, do my name get
think 'em
That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought of
Damn, is he really that caught up?
I ask if you talked about classics, do my name get
me
Infact you found a way to love me (yes)
Sometimes I really messed up
And you still found a way to hug me (yes you did, lord)
Layin' your hands
these demons
With my left hand tied behind my back so that it’s even
Til it’s less than one I won’t fall back for any reason
With love, Aunt Moe Moe
solid as rock thru thick and thin and I believe ya (I believe ya)
You by my side I’m by ya side I trust in you I Mean it (I mean it)
When I told you that
No this ain't love and we both know it,
We get caught up by temptation,
Now you coming to see me
Cause I ain't Otis,
You ain't even wear no panties
be single by the summer time
I done fell in love you're the only one
You're the only one my mind
The way you do it like that
Make me wanna come right
to contemplate everyday if you got the message
Should I hit send I don't know exing out my exes
Eeny meeny miny moe which one scratched off the checklist
I don't
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