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mood - nino corleone lyrics

mood lyrics
[intro]
yea, 40 cal
fg da gang
got me in the mood uh
this dope got me in that mood
this dope got me in that mood
ouu
you know i’m trynna
uh
in that mood
this dope got me in that mood
uhh
i’m high like i’m on the moon
don’t get popped like balloon
n*ggas don’t know how i do it
talking this money speak it fluent
i f*ck on that b*tch and i’m through with her
i been up since two sum
gotta get mo bands i can’t stop
i did me a mood now i’m litty
i’m ridin im drivin a hemmy
i woke up to [?]
these b*tches they trynna get wit me

[verse 1]
these n*ggas they trynna get rid of me
rather be solo then be round a frienemy
i’m evil ain’t nevеr had sympathy
keep a cal boy i done peeped how they еnvy me
no this ain’t no toy dis mo like my baby
glued to ma body she neva on safety
long as she wit me i know imma make it back
home to da land where it’s shady
back home nun these hoes is my lady
ion play in no dome she throwin ha neck all she do is give becky can’t give her respect
back home i been whippin up babies
black chrome no friends like i’m melly
rollin wit draks got me feelin s*xy
gettin these bands in the country like nelly
all these n*ggas is fans got my heat i been ready
if i’m in a jam is you really wit me?
i been standing on 10 just go ask da city
imma do what i can but i need you wit me
[chorus]
in that mood
this dope got me in that mood
uhh
i’m high like i’m on the moon
don’t get popped like balloon
n*ggas don’t know how i do it
talking this money speak it fluent
i f*ck on that b*tch and i’m through with her
i been up since two sum
gotta get mo bands i can’t stop
i did me a mood now i’m litty
i’m ridin im drivin a hemmy
i woke up to [?]
these b*tches they trynna get wit me

[verse 2]
big bank i been stacking on hilary
only thang i eva ran from was poverty
f*ck school ran it up off of chemistry
you got caught wit da iron u turned to singer ain’t yo fault it’s in yo biology
free sav locked my dawg in da pen
i’m writin i’m pourin up henn
don’t do typin i might really spin
you n*ggas is washed you ain’t spin fa yo mans
bad memory hit up they block
rah rah
just to hit it again
can’t go confession the priest might pass out if i sit and confess and he hear all my sins
but, i’m grindin do dis for my kin
need dat s class i need me every benz
i’m back in dat mode, yea i’m back in dat mood
opps cook a diss track
watch i pull up get to eatin they food
my brudda told me best get out da streets it ain’t nun bout it cool
hard headed still clutching my tool
he tried to step he got put on da news
[outro]
in that mood
this dope got me in that mood
uhh
i’m high like i’m on the moon
don’t get popped like balloon
n*ggas don’t know how i do it
talking this money speak it fluent
i f*ck on that b*tch and i’m through with her
i been up since two sum
gotta get mo bands i can’t stop
i did me a mood now i’m litty
i’m ridin im drivin a hemmy
i woke up to [?]
these b*tches they trynna get wit me

- nino corleone lyrics

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