Wake up in the feeling so damn good I made so good to me Me and my bout to kick it with some bitches And you we bout to roll some trees I'm feelin' it, you it I'm feelin' it, you it
M.O.E., M.O.E. over everything M.O.E., M.O.E. Music over M.O.E., M.O.E. Music everything M.O.E., M.O.E. over everything
Taking my time to perfect the And I still got love for the Keen gold chains and my nigga Wiz Got tree, bring the drink, couple bad bitches, they want V-I-P Juke playa fo' real? bring around me Got lapped up in the backseat Runnin' like attract me, that's me, leather on the 6th it when she got her own shit together Got shit to lose, she with whatever Always out of town, she my lover Only pull in with tints and better Gold rims, we ghetto, on the for cheddar a jet runway, I can land wherever Make more in a day than salary why you mad at me? Talk cheap I lose sleep, man I
Wake up in the morning feeling so good I made music so to me Me and my niggas bout to kick it with bitches And you know we bout to some trees I'm feelin' it, you it I'm it, you feelin' it
M.O.E., M.O.E. Music everything M.O.E., M.O.E. Music over M.O.E., M.O.E. Music over M.O.E., M.O.E. Music over
I roll up that Mary J, my song playin' My clothes from the runway, my kush from the land You's a baller or a hustler you know what I'm sayin' Them they talkin', hear em talk, I don't care I'm rollin', probably do a 95, smoking mighty high weed since '99, smoke so much I'll probably fly If I smoke I'll probably die I'm holding, gripping on the wheel, listening to my favorite jam Ridin' through Hollywood, I'm like the fuckin' man Hundred to see me, count it before I go to sleep, that's why I
up in the morning feeling so damn good I music so good to me Me and my niggas bout to it with some bitches And you know we bout to some trees I'm it, you feelin' it I'm it, you feelin' it
M.O.E., M.O.E. Music over M.O.E., M.O.E. Music over M.O.E., M.O.E. Music everything M.O.E., M.O.E. Music everything
Drive til I'm out of gas Getting like this, can't look back She a one night stand, make it last But I be out of town soon as I hit Fifteen stacks runways, lavish, big carrots You ain't money like that I put on the beat, T-Rawws on the feet Don't me 'cause I'm where you wanna be I do mostly what the do So my girls might be times 22 22 2's and I chunk up the deuce Everything great like a nigga Babe Translucent roof, but her dress seem She just tryna it Guess you gotta do what you do Shit I gonna judge you But don't me to love you, feelin' it?