LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeIn The Mood
She got a mouth full of lies, a pocket full of cashThe money makes her blind behind her new eyelashCruising on a plane with the backstage passShe wants more loot - she got backstage cashAlways wanna shop, always wanna make it stopFour thousand dollar watch and she doesn't even watchWhen she has goals I tell her to take a shotAnd when I have goals she ask me about the guapIt's like twelve o'clock baby come it's getting lateFinish up your plate, cause my pockets overweightHer favorite food is cake, and her favorite word is safeBut my safe ain't safe when she up in my placeFingerprints straight so why'd you wanna date?Thought you had faithWhy you searching through my tapes?Didn't you think that you were sorta bait?How dare you, dare you, lie to my faceYou don't like chainsYou rock these pearlsStep into my worldSo the cameras on herYou don't like meYou broke this tooMoney get you in the moodShe don't like rap, but I know she'll pop itShe don't like chains, but I know she'll rock itShe don't like fur, but I know she'll cop itShe don't like planes, but she rides the cockpitGod blow the pocketsAnd she'll never stop for my card to swipe itAnd I bet her girlfriend love to talk shitBut they not used so they try to block itCall me listerine, cause I'm cleaning mouths with my bully teamBut I - care your lips like I'm vaselineSo I could be the real reason that you dreamSo come join my teamCause no matter who comes you're my number oneNo matter who stays you're my number oneThe force [?] the whole world would stopYou don't like chainsYou rock these pearlsStep into my worldSo the cameras on herYou don't like meYou broke this tooMoney get you in the mood
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