The Mo

(альбом: Recession Proof - 2015)

[Hook Ubiquitous:]
Yo man, my mind is on this money, and I keep that money on me
Now we blowing on that potent rolling vibing with my homies
CES from the show me so show me how high that you can go
Now we driving slow sipping on something riding through the MO

[Verse 1 Godemis:]
I want the money, whoever shall disagree can suck it
It ain't a secret so peep it, I'm trying to Scrooge Mcduck it
Eating 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 forgiving 'em
Don't get it twisted you bitches, listen for disses closely
Spit in the face of a monkey trying to diss an OG
You wigging 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 doling out the duckets, well fuck it, Imma be there

[Hook Ubiquitous:]
Yo man, my mind is on this money, and I keep that money on me
Now we blowing on that potent rolling vibing with my homies
CES from the show me so show me how high that you can go
Now we driving slow sipping on something riding through the MO

[Post-Hook Ubiquitous:]
Ri-Riding through the MO
Riding through the MO
Riding through the MO
Ri-Riding through the MO
Riding through the MO
Ri-Riding through the MO
Bro we from the show me now show me how high that you can go

[Verse 2 Ubiquitous:]
Player play on if you're wicked than say your seance
Pray or be prayed upon, I'm shining when they throw the shade on
I'm sorry I'm late, leaving 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
Sipping Amarone or Brunello from the Monticello
Slanted eye observe through to the cancer, I'm the calmest fellow
Accompanied by something dangerous walking on stilettos
Talking 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

[Hook Ubiquitous:]
Yo man, my mind is on this money, and I keep that money on me
Now we blowing on that potent rolling vibing with my homies
CES from the show me so show me how high that you can go
Now we driving slow sipping on something riding through the MO

Ri-Riding through the MO
Riding through the MO
Riding through the MO
Ri-Riding through the MO
Riding through the MO
Ri-Riding through the MO
Bro we from the show me now show me how high that you can go