Murda Mook Lil Bit Mo' текст песни, слова песни Lil Bit Mo' Murda Mook & Smoke Dza
Murda Mook - Lil Bit Mo'
feat. Smoke Dza
And the beat goes
Ride
And the beat goes
And the beat goes
Low bucket, hold my nuts in public, so disgusting
If it ain't about duck instead it ain't about nothin'
Watch the bubbles floatin' on the champagne glasses
While we toast and joke and laughin' at your broke asses
So jet lagged that I don't be boitin' to smash
Adam passed with so much ash, you can't even imagine
Young guy fisher, 8 lister, careful what you say nigga
At the end of the day I could date your sister
Take look into the head, it's usually Hemmi
But today is Remy instead, fuck with me
Twistin' that sticky icky, smoke just hit me wip
Ridin' in that Bentley in our tinity
Got your bitch up in the shit
She don't even wanna wake
Wanna do me in the whip
Hit me in the back on her nigga who shot Ricky shit
I'd rather cop out, you penny pench
I mean it's nothing wrong it, just not my cup of tea
Somebody sip from this
Sittin' down, countin' dough while I watch the game
They prayin' on my downfall
But I know enough to drive a motherfucker insane
Let me tell you niggas how I go
I drink just a lil bit mo'
I smoke just a lil bit mo'
I drink just a lil bit mo' mo' mo' mo'
Teary eyes, blue dream
Television on mute, starin' at the screen
Just try not to intervene
You get loaded like me you know what I mean
Twist another one, stink the scene
My nigga just got off parole
I'm out the sink, I'm clean
Mary Jane lambrine had been extreme but this bitch Irene got me
Feelin' 'er so much
I spent my last on 'er, tryna keep 'er in my clutches
You know daddy keepin' drape in designer papers
Won't abuse you and cigars no matter what the flavor is
Not add 'em up, they at me retarded
Even though they paid for my downfall before I started
But I ain't trippin', I know
I'm just loungin' on my couch right after the show
Sittin' down, countin' dough while I watch the game
They prayin' on my downfall
But I know enough to drive a motherfucker insane
Let me tell you niggas how I go
I drink just a lil bit mo'
I smoke just a lil bit mo'
I drink just a lil bit mo' mo' mo' mo'
My lemmi inch consists of plenty pimps and real niggas
Your life is like calligraphist, somebody scripted it
Major moves, major players, better pay your dues
These boys a slayer for play the fool now play the full
Aces rule here, new Jack's could school here
Nay a thing it wouldn't appear
Oh yea, gable up the hate and wash it down with a Heineken
With the char like who'd've let these miners in? Security!
This the second time, escort these boys outside again
And beat the shit out 'em, they try to get back on the line again
Cause this party on and for grown flow
So crack one if you drink, roll one if you smoke
Sittin' down, countin' dough while I watch the game
They prayin' on my downfall
But I know enough to drive a motherfucker insane
Let me tell you niggas how I go
I drink just a lil bit mo'
I smoke just a lil bit mo'
I drink just a lil bit mo' mo' mo' mo'
Just a lil bit mo'
Just a lil bit mo'
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