Текст песни Moods - Sticcy Flournoy

Gotta get in da mood for dis one right here man
And dats jus being real
Yea yeaa nigggaaa

I cannot help dat I'm da truth
When I set foot in da room
Ima fuck up da mood
She fuck me like a prostitute
When she seen da loot
It put her like straight in da mood
Bend her over beat it loose
Then I'm chunkin deuce
I got some grammies to move
Killers with me runnin loose
And they wonna shoot
Like they got somethin to prove
Girl I got somethin to prove
Dat pussy got me in da mood
Naw I just need somethin to do
My bad if I change up da mood
I just woke up dis mornin with a mug on my face
And it's clear dat I'm not in da mood
Gotta blast off real quick like Nasa Gang bitch
Aint stoppin til I hit da moon

Clean as a muhfuckin whistle
Can't touch me right now
My darling I'm sorry I'm spiffy
Pulled up with a bunch of O's
Finna sell em by da load
Got em in a box feelin like Shipley's
Came like J-Kwon got da hood hoppin
Under my influence and they all so tipsy
Ridin with a thottie and she givin up sloppy
In a glass house whip
Better mine yo business
Open my door you gon smell hydro
Oozin head to toe I'm feelin so nifty
Keep 2 straps cuz niggas too shifty
Hit him 2 times made him do a 360
Schoolhouse hoes tellin me they miss me
Hit em out da park code name Ken Griffey
Heavy in da game fuck nigga can't lift me
My turn to eat nigga bet not skip me
She know big dick drive dis car
When I open my mouth bet da hoe gon listen
Rollin up big weed out of a jar
And da smell so loud made da whole room listen
Diamonds shine close up midway far
It don't matter where you at you gon say I glisten
Snakes in da grass hatin on us they hissin
Change up da game don't change yo position
(Don't do dat)

I cannot help dat I'm da truth
When I set foot in da room
Ima fuck up da mood
She fuck me like a prostitute
When she seen da loot
It put her like straight in da mood
Bend her over beat it loose
Then I'm chunkin deuce
I got some grammies to move
Killers with me runnin loose
And they wonna shoot
Like they got somethin to prove
Girl I got somethin to prove
Dat pussy got me in da mood
Naw I just need somethin to do
My bad if I change up da mood
I just woke up dis mornin with a mug on my face
And it's clear dat I'm not in da mood
Gotta blast off real quick like Nasa Gang bitch
Aint stoppin til I hit da moon