Mood

She like them early morning calls but I don't be up in the mood
Shorty try to hit my phone but I ain't answering to like after 2
I leave her text on read
She be like "what you too cool?"
I been chasing after bread I ain't really got the time for you
You know what you signed up for when you got you a nigga wit money
Chasing the paper I need it consistent baby girl i gotta keep it coming
I need some more some more
I gotta get it some more

Bitch I'm Lor poppa
I ain't got time for the texts and the calls
Shorty a freak hitting my phone said she wanna suck my dick and my balls
Shorty be geekin' she another nigga bitch
Said she wanna fuck on me raw
Maybe baby girl been watching a young nigga she know I'm Rey be me a star
(Aye)
And bitches be watching
Bitches be plotting
Bitches know I'm getting to it baby I ain't stopping
She keep on calling
So I gotta block her
Ain't got time for stalking
(Nah)
Bitch I gotta get me some more
I just might kick in a door
If I ain't got nothing I'm taking yours
You stepped on my sneaks bitch watch where you going
And I ain't bang bang like chief keef but I promise that pussy boy don't want no war
Bitch it's up from here these niggas know what Where I'm going

She like them early morning calls but I don't be up in the mood
Shorty try to hit my phone but I ain't answering to like after 2
I leave her text on read
She be like "what you too cool?"
I been chasing after bread I ain't really got the time for you
You know what you signed up for when you got you a nigga wit money
Chasing the paper I need it consistent baby girl i gotta keep it coming
I need some more some more
I gotta get it some more



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Writer(s): Deyon Thomas
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