"LIFT MY MOOD" lyrics
Ya (ya)
Ya (ya)
(Pipe up)
Push up too fly, everything Bool
Blicks hop out, came with the crew (Let's go!)
Hol lotta drugs yeah, lift my mood
Boy your fits cheap, like Chinese food
Carry that stick on the road with my tool
H-Hol lotta drugs yeah lift my mood
Yuh (Bitch!)
Get in her pussy I do what I do (I do what I do)
Boy you ain't getting no money, ain't getting no pussy, can't even by shoes
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Retail, what I spent on my suit
Good email, yeah that money came through
Came with that Glock I ain't touching that Ruger
C-C-Came with that Glock I ain't touching that Ruger
Why that boy bluffing? Know, he ain't no shooter
Pull up with that fye, have you gone like Bermuda
Came with that Glock I ain't touching that Ruger
Came with that Glock I ain't touching that Ruger
Why that boy bluffing? Know, he ain't no shooter
Pull up with that fye, have you gone like Bermuda
I'm too high in the sky, I don't know about you
Fly guy fly guy spent two on my shoe
New spot, new clientele, everything new
Red flag on my right, shawty thought I was Ru'
When they think bout' that money they thinking bout me
Got no money, no motion, they listen to you
Bring your hoe round' the gang bet she get ran through
We get packs in of Za, boy you only smoke few
Ya
Ya ya ya ya, pipe up
Push up too fly, everything bool
Blicks hop out, came with the crew (Let's go!)
Hol lotta drugs yeah, lift my mood
Boy your fits cheap, like Chinese food
Carry that stick on the road with my tool
H-Hol lotta drugs yeah lift my mood
Yuh (Bitch!)
G-G-Get in her pussy I do what I do (I do what I do)
Boy you ain't getting no money, ain't getting no pussy, can't even by shoes
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Retail, what I spent on my suit
Good email, yeah, that money came through
(It's KA$HWAYZ or no way nigga)
Ya (ya)
(Pipe up)
Push up too fly, everything Bool
Blicks hop out, came with the crew (Let's go!)
Hol lotta drugs yeah, lift my mood
Boy your fits cheap, like Chinese food
Carry that stick on the road with my tool
H-Hol lotta drugs yeah lift my mood
Yuh (Bitch!)
Get in her pussy I do what I do (I do what I do)
Boy you ain't getting no money, ain't getting no pussy, can't even by shoes
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Retail, what I spent on my suit
Good email, yeah that money came through
Came with that Glock I ain't touching that Ruger
C-C-Came with that Glock I ain't touching that Ruger
Why that boy bluffing? Know, he ain't no shooter
Pull up with that fye, have you gone like Bermuda
Came with that Glock I ain't touching that Ruger
Came with that Glock I ain't touching that Ruger
Why that boy bluffing? Know, he ain't no shooter
Pull up with that fye, have you gone like Bermuda
I'm too high in the sky, I don't know about you
Fly guy fly guy spent two on my shoe
New spot, new clientele, everything new
Red flag on my right, shawty thought I was Ru'
When they think bout' that money they thinking bout me
Got no money, no motion, they listen to you
Bring your hoe round' the gang bet she get ran through
We get packs in of Za, boy you only smoke few
Ya
Ya ya ya ya, pipe up
Push up too fly, everything bool
Blicks hop out, came with the crew (Let's go!)
Hol lotta drugs yeah, lift my mood
Boy your fits cheap, like Chinese food
Carry that stick on the road with my tool
H-Hol lotta drugs yeah lift my mood
Yuh (Bitch!)
G-G-Get in her pussy I do what I do (I do what I do)
Boy you ain't getting no money, ain't getting no pussy, can't even by shoes
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Carry that rod, the heater, my tool
Retail, what I spent on my suit
Good email, yeah, that money came through
(It's KA$HWAYZ or no way nigga)
