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Mood lyrics

Performer XO Xuded

Mood song lyrics by XO Xuded official

Mood is a song in English

Yeah
Man I woke up this morning to run it up
Gotta get it up I need my money long
Yeah yeah
Yeah
Bitch Imma pop it off setting the mood
Leave all these haters there feeling confused
And if you fam
You part of the plan
Fuck what you saying
Cause I’m on the move
Nigga you playing if you want my spot
You think we same
But nigga we not
I bet you the type to be waiting for handouts and shit
I’m the type to go take what I want
Thick yellow bone she the baddest
She know that I love how she nasty
And she love to call me her baby
But still she be calling me daddy
Get money I been a lil savage
These niggas might think that it’s magic
The way I be getting my bands
They don’t understand
They couldn’t imagine
The way that I run it
I really be hungry
The way they be moving
These niggas don’t cut it
They say if you drowning you just wanna breath
Whatever you want that’s how much you should want it
I tried to tell 'em all
Now it’s what more can I say
Talking shit behind my back
But it’s never to my face
Get to the bag
Niggas be mad
Fuck what you saying
Cause I’m on the move
And if Imma crash
I’m off on the xans
Bitch I ain't playing
So how could I lose?
I hit up a baddie when I’m in the mood
She roll a backwood
This shit getting loose
And people been saying a nigga was next
Since I hit a track and jumped in the booth
I won’t have me enough till I got it all
I just want the same thing everybody want
She be smoking that gas and then top me off
And that got her so wet like a waterfall
Ooo
But back to my bands
I can’t stay here laying up
Pull up my pants
Hope you understand
I do what I can
But I’m just one man
I love blue strips got the benjis
Coming out to bat
I’m swinging
I ain't comin up empty
Better ask my city
I been at it for a minute
Mug on my face cause I really ain’t friendly
A real rockstar let’s go
I put it on God
Nigga I will never sell my soul
And I will never right my wrongs
I had the right reasons to be doing everything that I ever did wrong
Put a knife in my back and then act like we homies
Try giving me dap like I never would notice
These niggas be cappin'
They really don’t know me
I’m not looking back
Bitch I’m keeping my focus
I’m cool with that
I really ain't mad at all
They say you got the most to lose
When you have it all
I been putting work in
I started with myself
And then I went for the bread
Now I’m working on the world
Fuck with the movement
Might end up a fan
Catching the wave
Better watch where you stand
I get it myself
Man I don’t give a damn
The fuck I look like reaching out with my hand
That’s going out sad
Get to the bag
Niggas be mad
Fuck what you saying
Cause I’m on the move
And if Imma crash
I’m off on the xans
Bitch I ain't playing
So how could I lose?
I hit up a baddie when I’m in the mood
She roll a backwood
This shit getting loose
And people been saying a nigga was next
Since I hit a track and jumped in the booth
Nigga
XO Xuded yeah
XO Xuded yeah yeah
XO Xuded yeah
Aye
Get to the bag
Niggas be mad
Fuck what you saying
Cause I’m on the move
And if Imma crash
I’m off on the xans
Bitch I ain't playing
So how could I lose?
I hit up a baddie when I’m in the mood
She roll a backwood
This shit getting loose
And people been saying a nigga was next
Since I hit a track and jumped in the booth
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Brandyn Hampton
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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