Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mood Ring, artist - Reese Laflare. Album song Reese LaFlare, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Laflare
Song language: English
Mood Ring |
They tell me slow down, I’m livin' fast |
We gon' light up the town, like it’s burnin' down |
Don’t go so fast, slow it down |
My slow jam might slow dance |
Do the right motions |
Do the right motions for me |
That’s the right motion |
That’s the right motion for me |
(That's the right motion for me) |
Feelin' so dynamite |
JJ, good times |
Goin' up sky high |
Young nigga blowin' up |
Tell 'em check the photo of me |
I look like a lotta money |
Clown niggas that’s lotta funny |
I got lotta situations ridin' on me |
Cuttin' clocks, gotta take the timer for me |
Blow 'em right past, speedin' fast on the gas |
People who sleepin' under, who thought I said man down? |
That’s how my ways move, they got me in my mood, it’s emotion |
For the loadin' |
They tell me slow down, I’m livin' fast |
We gon' light up the town, like it’s burnin' down |
Don’t go so fast, slow it down |
My slow jam might slow dance |
Do the right motions |
Do the right motions for me |
That’s the right motion |
That’s the right motion for me |
Today I feel like I wanna ball, stun this shit on you fuck niggas |
There, I feel everyday |
Mood ring on you fuck niggas |
Draco on all of my hittas |
Y’all playin' Russian Roulette with a bunch of unstable young nigga |
Fuck how you feel |
Ayy, count up the cheerio my nigga |
Uh, run up that band eight figures |
Ayy, just bought an old-school 850 |
Ayy, they money dictate how I’m feelin' |
Ayy, original set just like Wesby |
Badass just like Boosie, I’m with the extras |
Nigga be doin' all that hatin' |
They cappin' lke we don’t move 'round in this beat like John Wayne |
Two breads like I’m Pootie Tang |
They hate me 'cause my skin is black |
Fuck 12, we need to attack |
They ride with it right on they lap |
The lastest bitch right on my lap |
Got a whole gang of baddies |
And she just pour one out the batch |
Flare, I am the truth and the facts |
Mood swings like a mood ring |
What color is you? |
Lil Skate, remind me of P little bit |
Real shit, fear no nigga |
New generation, weirdo niggas, woo |
Who clanted you niggas? |
Mike Tirico and you niggas |
Catch air my nigga, I will blow a flare over there |
And it’s open air, Brooke Market |
I’m the socket nigga, plug you in |
Smell the fumes in my drug bin |
PQT’s been dug in |
Time for the Sherlin |
You can’t afford this whirlwind |
Call us up in Berlin |
Piracy is Merlin, yah |