Goonew - Moesha Lyrics
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    Moesha

    [Intro]
    (Hey Manny, this joint crank, foo')
    Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayy, Terk, Sparkheem)
    Yeah

    [Chorus]
    I'm in the Audi, it go fast
    Keezah driving, he do the dash
    And I'm on the front with the Glock in my pants
    And I'm off a perc, I'm all in my jam
    Hannah Montana, got white girl
    Fiend for the Glock, bitch, I'm shootin' like I'm psycho
    Trap all night in the loft, get the pounds off
    Fuckin' that bitch all night with my ice on (Uh)
    Uh, roll down the window and catch us an opp
    Bah, bah, bah, nigga, shots out the Glock
    Catch me a body, then switch out the Glock
    Look at the neighbor, she tell and get popped
    Bitch I been sellin' the rock
    Just give me the stove and a pan, it's gone lock
    I got a new gun, got that shit out the box
    Yo' man on a tee, he got put in a box

    [Verse]
    Uh, they thought I was done, but I'm goin' back in
    Put that shit on the rope, get the ho back in
    Fuck this rap shit, hundred years for my men
    Bow-bow-bow-bow, got shot in the chin
    Shot's hit, left his ass in the wind
    Them choppas, they clappin' bitches at bliss
    I walk in the club and they call me GoonWick
    They send us the bottles, we turn up the VIP
    Came in this bitch with a bag
    Can't fuck with these bitches, I'm chasin' a bag
    We spin on they block then we switch out the tags
    And I sit back and laugh 'cause her pussy is trash (Ha)
    She suck on the dick and she geekin’ to gag
    And her brother a sweet lick, bricks in the stash
    And I'm bustin’ accounts and it’s bringin’ me cash
    And she walk out the bank, got that shit in her bag
    Shootin' that Glock, woah
    Choppa hit him, make his ass do the woah
    I step on niggas, shoot his ass in the throat
    Ghost Glock, it got a beam and a scope
    Uh, I took that bitch out to eat
    Uh, I just might pay for her feet
    That bitch, she too broke, she is cheap
    Uh, been fuckin' her sister for weeks
    We spin on your block, boy, shoot, score, block, boy
    We flip on your block with them Glocks, boy
    Don't jump in that water with sharks, boy
    Fuck on that bitch with the red bottoms
    Rich bitch, she a head monster
    Too much money, I'm the man, partner
    Put a opp on blast, he scared, partner

    [Chorus]
    I'm in the Audi, it go fast
    Keezah driving, he do the dash
    And I'm on the front with the Glock in my pants
    And I'm off a perc, I'm all in my jam
    Hannah Montana, got white girl
    Fiend for the Glock, bitch, I'm shootin' like I'm psycho
    Trap all night in the loft, get the pounds off
    Fuckin' that bitch all night with my ice on
    Uh, roll down the window and catch us an opp
    Bah, bah, bah, nigga, shots out the Glock
    Catch me a body, then switch out the Glock
    Look at the neighbor, she tell and get popped
    Bitch I been sellin' the rock
    Just give me the stove and a pan, it's on lock
    I got a new gun, got that shit out the box
    Yo' man on a tee, he got put in a box

    [Outro]
    (Hey Manny, this joint crank, foo')

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