In That Mode (Hardy Boyz) (feat. Kill Jasper)
Doors are suicide if I'm in that hoe
They shouldnta let KJ get up in that mode
I feel like I'm CP wit that pick and roll
Oh, you gotta friend? Then bring that bitch along
Say she got a nigga he don't gotta know
I touch down and knock 'em down like dominoes
I feel like Jeff Hardy jumpin' off the rope
I get out my body when I'm off that
She told me to slide she can't be alone
Fuckin on this bitch she leave her man at home
I feel like Matt Hardy tapped in with the bro
I'm on that Bacardi smashing foreign hoes
CJ Ima problem when I get to go
Can't nobody stop me when I'm in that mode
I stay in the kitchen I been with the stove
I feel like I'm Pippen when I give and go
Doors up to the ceiling if I spin dat hoe
I swear I'm da realest if you didn't know
You ain't bring a friend then you can stay at home
I been getting bread I'm in the fuckin zone
I was going through it, now I'm on the road
Just got back from Louis that's another coat
Really I keep winning really I'm the goat
Got some brand-new linen new designer clothes
Doors are suicide if I'm in that hoe
They shouldnta let KJ get up in that mode
I feel like I'm CP wit that pick and roll
Oh, you gotta friend? Then bring that bitch along
Say she got a nigga he don't gotta know
I touch down and knock 'em down like dominoes
I feel like Jeff Hardy jumpin' off the rope
I get out my body when I'm off that
They shouldnta let KJ get up in that mode
I feel like I'm CP wit that pick and roll
Oh, you gotta friend? Then bring that bitch along
Say she got a nigga he don't gotta know
I touch down and knock 'em down like dominoes
I feel like Jeff Hardy jumpin' off the rope
I get out my body when I'm off that
She told me to slide she can't be alone
Fuckin on this bitch she leave her man at home
I feel like Matt Hardy tapped in with the bro
I'm on that Bacardi smashing foreign hoes
CJ Ima problem when I get to go
Can't nobody stop me when I'm in that mode
I stay in the kitchen I been with the stove
I feel like I'm Pippen when I give and go
Doors up to the ceiling if I spin dat hoe
I swear I'm da realest if you didn't know
You ain't bring a friend then you can stay at home
I been getting bread I'm in the fuckin zone
I was going through it, now I'm on the road
Just got back from Louis that's another coat
Really I keep winning really I'm the goat
Got some brand-new linen new designer clothes
Doors are suicide if I'm in that hoe
They shouldnta let KJ get up in that mode
I feel like I'm CP wit that pick and roll
Oh, you gotta friend? Then bring that bitch along
Say she got a nigga he don't gotta know
I touch down and knock 'em down like dominoes
I feel like Jeff Hardy jumpin' off the rope
I get out my body when I'm off that
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Writer(s): Christopher Jones
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