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letra de mood - k suave

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[chorus]
get my n-ggas a bag and they ready to shoot
i be texting her late when i get in that mood
she know i’m a player, she love how i move
on the 90th floor, looking at the view
f-cking this b-tch with my chains on
i love to wear my watch when she topping me
my ex girl hit me, said she proud of me
can’t f-ckin’ nut, man i feel like a fool
i’m driving insane, i spilled lean on my shoe
i got money to spend, i can buy you
i stay in my lane, i don’t need to be cool
i’m really on a jet, counting blues
‘gotta get me some money, i don’t know about you
i pullеd up on rino, we pourin’ up juice
had my b-tch pick me up, shе won’t go on no cruise
your body look good, i could tell that it’s new
she call me daddy, she love me a lot
showed her some things, now she think i’m a god
moonwalk on money, i’m spreading this guap
i fly through the air so i don’t need to drive

[verse]
good girls always nasty
she tryna’ ride me all day like a taxi
n-ggas ain’t gang, i don’t know why you @ me
everybody dress the same, that sh-t look tacky
i got a lot on my mind
i got a lot of drugs in me, i’m fine
i got a stick on my side
you can get crossed out if you act out of line
been a while- we don’t talk, i miss you
designer bags that be holding my pistol
gave you a chance but you already blew it
i will not gamble on love, it’s clueless
i get anxiety when i feel like i’m losing
i don’t got enough time so i don’t wanna’ feel like i’m wasting nothing
i ain’t got enough rooms in the crib, so i bought a bigger dungeon
mclaren go “poof”, lamb truck go “vroom”
but i love my gle like the zoo
i made it rain, got her watching the news
hit this b-tch in the mirror, godd-mn i’m cute
mirror go ’round and ’round
i wouldn’t even kiss her, you eating her out
hop out the shower in my dior robe
she feel destroyed, she sleeping alone
it’s okay, okay
i like to go shopping on rainy days
ain’t buying number(n)ine, i’m smelling great
my b-tch got a crib on the beach, not a lake
pull out, i’m nuttin’ all on her waist
she see my diamonds, she wanna taste ’em
stop tryna’ ruin my plan, don’t erase them
don’t talk down on gang, that’ll get you erased-ed
[chorus]
get my n-ggas a bag and they ready to shoot
i be texting her late when i get in that mood
she know i’m a player, she love how i move
on the 90th floor, looking at the view
f-cking this b-tch with my chains on
i love to wear my watch when she topping me
my ex girl hit me, said she proud of me
can’t f-ckin’ nut, man i feel like a fool
i’m driving insane, i spilled lean on my shoe
i got money to spend, i can buy you
i stay in my lane, i don’t need to be cool
i’m really on a jet, counting blues
‘gotta get me some money, i don’t know about you
i pulled up on rino, we pourin’ up juice
had my b-tch pick me up, she won’t go on no cruise
your body look good, i could tell that it’s new
she call me daddy, she love me a lot
showed her some things, now she think i’m a god
moonwalk on money, i’m spreading this guap
i fly through the air so i don’t need to drive

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