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• Artiste: 2KBaby
• Titre: Mood Swings
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LynnMX Ooh, ooh Kyle, you made that? She wan' play with my Glock and my XD As soon as I drop her off, she gon' text me Always gone for the check, never resting I got a check, so lil' mama can't check me She a mess, B She wanna throw up the set, act a mess Telling bitches, "Don't test me" She caress me Every time I come in from the streets, man, a nigga be stressing I told lil' mama, "You ready, girl" I'll be ready, we can just get away Shit just might get a lil' sturdy I'll keep it steady, we gon' have better days (Ooh) Girl, you always in my head Gotta let you know (Uh) Tell a fuck nigga, "Back off" Nigga, step, this is not ya ho (Uh) Swear you really give me mood swings (Uh-huh, oh, yeah) Shawty love a nigga thugged out With the bands, drippin' head to toe (Oh, yeah) None these niggas really fool me (Mm-hmm, uh) Boy, we heard about ya mans How he fuckin' ran on the brodie, bro Blow shit like a fan, catch him at the store Mood, mood, mood You switch up my mood, mood, mood You switch up my mood, mood, mood You switch up my mood, mood, mood You switch up my mood Catch an opp on the block while he posted Should've been on his top and been focused One up top in the Glock while in motion All you heard, it was "Shots fired," nigga I just heard another opp died, nigga But I ain't cry, it was not my nigga My clique really the top five, nigga Only tote .40s, no Glock .9s, nigga Used to eat pot pies, now it's lobster I got all in my pasta, nigga I bought my partner a new chopper And I told him to don't let 'em catch them catch him asleep I told lil' mama, "You ready, girl" I'll be ready, we can just get away Shit just might get a lil' sturdy I'll keep it steady, we gon' have better days Girl, you always in my head Gotta let you know (Uh) Tell a fuck nigga, "Back off" Nigga, step, this is not ya ho (Uh) Swear you really give me mood swings (Uh-huh, uh) Shawty love a nigga thugged out With the bands, drippin' head to toe (Uh) None these niggas really fool me (Mm-hmm, uh) Boy, we heard about ya mans How he fuckin' ran on the brodie, bro Blow shit like a fan, catch him at the store Mood, mood, mood You switch up my mood, mood, mood You switch up my mood, mood, mood You switch up my mood, mood, mood You switch up my mood