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they mad now - mo3 lyrics

[intro]
all these racks on me n*gga

[verse 1]
this chain it ap
cost me ninety
bands lil n*gga so do not try me
that’s a* that’s a body
my exotic
they say i’m a menace to society
they like mo3
keep it lowkey
young n*gga, but tell you i’m a og
don’t smoke og
hoe you don’t know me
if i catch a murder one b*tch know that’s first degree
you know they heard of 3 for robbery, no burglary
i, put d*ck on that hoe like she need surgery
these n*ggas scared of me
i make em nervous see
he lying in his interview like he ain’t heard of me
but i’m like how, i’m rocking rollie ap like wow
i’m rocking diamonds shining bling blow
i’m in a mase lit up like a lamp
i’m rocking fila bought it out of champs
n*gga want beef i turn him to a cow
i make my hitta bring them choppas out
i’m in the city who they talking bout
i don’t need a vouch
[chorus]
oh they mad now
in my bag now
mama be like “n*gga sit yo ass down”
but i can’t though
cause all these racks now
she toot that ass up, i beat that ass down
i got* i got racks now
i count racks now
young n*gga, and i’m on they ass now
in my bags now, that’s why they mad now
turn up in this b*tch and bring them racks out

[verse 2]
for them jackboys, in them roll runners
go tell them hoes it’s finna be a cold summer
cause i’m icy now, feel like the snow coming
so now she wanna f*ck she think she onto something
oh you wanna f*ck? you think i forgot you ain’t gimme your phone number?
so after i f*ck she getting ducked, i gave her the wrong number
rollie on rollie these diamonds dancing
i’m finna cop me a wraith
top floor of the condo but i got a mansion
i’m getting dough out of state
[?] so i’m feeling fancy now ain’t that a shame
i was broke then a b*tch and them bullsh*t muscle tees
my shirt had a stain (ew)
nappy head hoe you need your hair did
on the low you let me f*ck i get your hair fixed
[chorus]
oh they mad now
in my bag now
mama be like “n*gga sit yo ass down”
but i can’t though
cause all these racks now
she toot that ass up, i beat that ass down
i got* i got racks now
i count racks now
young n*gga, and i’m on they ass now
in my bags now, that’s why they mad now
turn up in this b*tch and bring them racks out

- mo3 lyrics

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