Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mozi-Wozi , by - Mack 10. Song from the album Best Of Mack 10, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
Mozi-Wozi |
| She wants me to break it half |
| So I’mma crack it like Humpty Dumpty |
| Her brothas want jump me |
| But but motherfuck a lil trick |
| She can get the dicka dee dick dick down south or in her mouth |
| Bustin' nigs I like to digs dark meat |
| Big booty but no cellulite |
| I’ll grab it stab it cause I gots to have dag nabbit |
| Fuck it like rabbit |
| Wanna make it holla |
| Oh what the hell |
| Bust a right turn 12 dollar motel |
| Cause in the hood thats the best a nigga get |
| Small room smelling like cigarettes |
| Look girl it’s a bed and builing |
| So stop acting like you gotta have the Hilton |
| It’s four walls so drop your drawers and get cozy |
| Cause I’mma break you off something at the Mozi-Wozi |
| (Mozi-Wozi) |
| Mack 10 bitch |
| (Niggas make a children) |
| Foe life |
| (Bitch I’m leavin) |
| You got damn right |
| (If you get to trippin) |
| Before we get busy go and take a shower |
| But hurry up shit cause we only got an hour |
| And I plan to be in it up to win it a good 45 minutes |
| And break that back down |
| Stick yo ass in the air and lay yo head flat down |
| Waking up the neighbors nothing can save ya |
| But I hope I don’t catch the vapors |
| Cause funky ass cock is a turn off |
| It gets me hotter than Pace picante sauce |
| ]From New Yor City («New York City») |
| You got a big ole ass and little bitty titties |
| But it’s cool, cause I can hunt for your chest |
| And now we getting complaints from the front desk |
| At my door just to get a peek freak |
| Motherfucka kinda nozy at the Mozi-Wozi |
| I’m breakin' hoes down 'till their very last complaint |
| Ass up face down |
| Ain’t no frontin' on the pussy that I’m gettin' |
| Name is Mack 10 but fuck it I’m still sweating |
| You won’t believe all the wreak I’m catching |
| I’m hard as a brick and my rubber is stretching |
| See a motel bed can take a pounce |
| When you give it more bounce to the ounce |
| And I’m feeling it from the way I’m hung |
| And I’m killing it I might puncture a lung |
| Now the Mozi-Wozi is the place for chillin' |
| But the bathroom towels ain’t worth stealin' |
| The T.V.'s broke and the carpet is dirty |
| And you got till about 12:30 |
| To have yo ass out |
| But don’t fuck around and get drunk and pass out |
| Cause before I can finish this rhymes |
| You hear a buzzer and a bitch yealen check out time |
| Bitch so don’t even trip |
| (Mozi-Wozi) |
| Bridge X2 |
| Bitch |
| Let’s go… |