Lyrics:
Moonlight, mood swing
Valentine, mood ring
Cross the line, hurt feelings
But you were mine
Okay
My sunshine, the sun rays
Wasted time on Sunday’s
the G.O.A.T
Ich bin bougie und bin bad
Zu viel Kohle in mei'm Tracksuit
Body voller Tattoos
Alle hören mir jetzt zu
Hater haben bad Mood
Telefon auf
sip Henny like it's my thing
With a couple bad things that want 2 things
Lose rings and mood swings confusing
Love hate and scratches and shoe flings
exit the old style, enter's the new
But nothing's new 'bout being hawked by a crew
Or should I say flock cause around every block
There's Harry, Dick,
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
met you
You were looking fly, I was acting shy,
So when you walked on by I ignored you
But then you turned around and asked my name
And in
panic attacks at the club on the weekend
In the mood
Out of tune
Like it won't ever stop
Pressure
Time will never be better
Judging by the billboard get
check it, exit the old style
Enters the new
But nothing's new 'bout being hawked by a crew
Or should I say flock cause around every block
There's
monsta
Ring Rocky like fuck switch sides like water rides
The DAT bubble life preserve the other guys
Now FUCK Y'ALL act wilda
The style wilda than
the grass
I'm doing good no more negative energy in me yeah I left it all in the past
I ride by myself put the pedal all way to the floor only way I'ma stop
Say that shit again
Puts me in bad mood
I know that I'm good
Today I wore my work shirt
Tonight I wear my hood
Yo this ain't no accident
No
Man I'm finally ready
Finally ready
To take it by the bull
Man I'm finally ready
To walk on the moon
Finally ready
To put you in the mood
Man I'm
it too
I change my watch, I change my sauce
When I get bands it change my mood
And I get everything with you I hit a lick you hit it too
If I'm in
different colors on your sleeve like a Coogi
Fuck your mood ring no Stella but we groovy
Girl I'm on your ass like the tags on Kasubi
Let a nigga act up
overdose
I know you up in the mood
Cuz baby I feel it too
She can’t get enough of me
I think she really crushing me
Steady got my phone on ring
I put that
violent
Two rings in my hand, phone's on silent
Check the outfit, got that shit to a tee
And I've got it on lock, gonna throw away the key
Pullin out little
jean
Bad bitch from philippines
Get the money by any means money tall like Yao-Ming
Shooters pull up in one ring
I'm in Dallas with the whole team
They
Smoking hot
With a new Blue Mink
She's smoking Pot
Blowing out them rings
Take of her top
And her tits got rings
She put me in the mood
When she in the Nude
[Chorus]
Love me like a king ah yeah
I said love me like the king I am
I pull it out she put it in ah yeah
We don’t ever ever talk rings ah yeah
Hands in the air sweety sweety I know you want hold this pipe
She needs me she needs me she might just ring for a ride
Move all shy really really
like a diamond ring
I know that you really wanna be my ting, yea
Something about the way you move
Feelin' your vibe when we in the mood
I just wanted me
I'm a number
That you like to ring (Hello?)
You like to push my buttons
Just to hear me sing
Here's the answer
It's the same every time
Don't call me
tryna say, tryna say somethin'
Nigga tryna say
Fifth string, Young Peggy ring (Go)
Slick with the ink
These melodies need Duolingo (Shit)
Same size
Blues is king
A beautiful thing
You just don't know whenever you're done by the one you love
And the joke's on you
If you don't know it's
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