M.O.E. (Revised Album Version (Explicit)) feat. Wiz Khalifa
Tyga
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Wake up in the morning feelin' so damn good
Aw man, music's so good to me
Me and my niggas 'bout to kick it with some bitches
And you know we 'bout to roll some tree
I'm feelin' it, you feelin' it
I'm feelin' it, you feelin' it
M.O.E., M.O.E., music over everything
M.O.E., M.O.E., music over everything
M.O.E., M.O.E., music over everything
M.O.E., M.O.E., music over everything
Taking my time to perfect the beats
And I still got love for the streets
King gold chains and my nigga Wiz Khalifa got tree
Bring a drink, couple bad bitches, they just want VIP
True player for real, don't bring around me
Got girls lapped up in the backseat
Running like a track meet, that's me
Leather on the six speed
Love it when she got her own shit together
Got shit to lose, then she with whatever
Always outta town, she my distant lover
Only pull in driveways with tens and better
Gold rims, we ghetto, on the chase for cheddar
From a jet runway, I can land wherever
Make more in a day than your salary
Nigga why you mad at me?
Talk cheap, I don't lose sleep, man I
I roll up that Mary J, my favorite song playin'
My clothes from the runway, my kush come from the land
You's a baller or hustler, then you know what I'm sayin'
Them haters, they talkin', hear 'em talk, I don't care, I'm rollin'
Probably doing 95, smokin', gettin' mighty high
Rollin' weed since '99, smoke so much I'll probably fly
If I don't smoke I'll probably die
I'm holdin'
Grippin' on the steering wheel, listenin' to my favorite jam
Ridin' through Hollywood, feelin' like the fuckin' man
Hundred grand to see me, count it 'fore I go to sleep
That's why
Drive fast 'til I'm out of gas
Gettin' money like this, can't look back
She a one night stand, tryna make it last
But I be out of town soon as I hit that
Fifteen stacks one way, livin' lavish
Big cabbage, you ain't gettin' money like that
I put rhymes on the beat, T-Rawws on the feet
Don't hate me cause I'm where you wanna be
I do mostly what the minimum do
So my gross might be yours times 22
Ride 22 2's then I chuck up the deuce
Everything great like a nigga Babe Ruth
Translucent roof, but her dress see through
She just tryna make it, guess you gotta do what you gotta do
Shit, I ain't gon' judge you
But don't expect me to love you
You feelin' it?