Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The MO , by - CES Cru. Song from the album Recession Proof, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 29.10.2015
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
The MO |
| Yo man, my mind is on this money, and I keep that money on me |
| Now we blowin' on that potent rollin' vibin' with my homies |
| CES from the show me so show me how high that you can go |
| Now we drivin' slow sippin' on somethin' ridin' through the MO |
| I want the money, whoever shall disagree can suck it |
| It ain’t a secret so peep it, I’m tryin' to Scrooge Mcduck it |
| Eatin' off thousand dollar shit that I did right |
| I get the cream but can’t remember eating at midnight |
| It’s just as well, must’ve puffed a nail with a gremlin |
| Then again, can’t pretend that I’m not a sinner with synonyms |
| They don’t put us on pedestals high as Tech, Eminem, and 'em |
| Look at me being Christian, I listen then I’m forgivin' 'em |
| Don’t get it twisted you bitches, listen for disses closely |
| Spit in the face of a monkey tryin' to diss an OG |
| You wiggin' out, you get ya whole damn hood sprayed up |
| I’m off my rocker like an old man stood straight up |
| Been executed, rebooted, gotta be rare |
| Still might post up in a pic with a chick, I gotta be fair |
| Swear my bottom dollar is bloody buddy beware |
| If they dolin' out the duckets, well fuck it, Imma be there |
| Yo man, my mind is on this money, and I keep that money on me |
| Now we blowin' on that potent rollin' vibin' with my homies |
| CES from the show me so show me how high that you can go |
| Now we drivin' slow sippin' on somethin' ridin' through the MO |
| Ri-Ridin' through the MO |
| Ridin' through the MO |
| Ridin' through the MO |
| Ri-Ridin' through the MO |
| Ridin' through the MO |
| Ri-Ridin' through the MO |
| Bro we from the show me now show me how high that you can go |
| Player play on if you’re wicked than say your seance |
| Pray or be prayed upon, I’m shinin' when they throw the shade on |
| I’m sorry I’m late, leavin' early, I never stay long |
| When I’m on my James Bond, all y’all kiddies can play with crayons |
| City liaison laced me with a key, she hold connection |
| V.I.P special guest and for me and my soul collective |
| The S.O.P, I keep my letters signed with 'Os' and 'Xs' |
| Owner let me close the section, sex is a loaded weapon |
| Sippin' Amarone or Brunello from the Monticello |
| Slanted eye observe through to the cancer, I’m the calmest fellow |
| Accompanied by something dangerous walkin' on stilettos |
| Talkin' over contracts in the back, the dough was all but settled |
| On my level, fire flower resembled emerald city |
| Sweaty hippies hold me down, know my nose is rose pedal picky |
| Love me, she love me not, we translucent to opaque |
| Gave the bouquet the O. K and relocated to home base |
| Where the MO is at |
| Yo man, my mind is on this money, and I keep that money on me |
| Now we blowin' on that potent rollin' vibin' with my homies |
| CES from the show me so show me how high that you can go |
| Now we drivin' slow sippin' on somethin' ridin' through the MO |
| Ri-Ridin' through the MO |
| Ridin' through the MO |
| Ridin' through the MO |
| Ri-Ridin' through the MO |
| Ridin' through the MO |
| Ri-Ridin' through the MO |
| Bro we from the show me now show me how high that you can go |