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life 2 min read 705 views Jan 5, 2017

M.O.B.

Wake up in the mornin’
got money on my mind
ya know what that mean
It’s time to grind
I say f**k you to  my hater
Ya hatin’ only make me greater
I want the money and the power
I sit back and watch you b**ches fall…twin tower
O.G. taught me a long time ago
Never trust a nor a hoe
B***hes smile in ya face
And talk about ya behind ya back
That’s why I be quick to put a b**ch in her place
Everyone that cross my path
I figure out a way to use ‘em
I have the mind of a maniac
*** rollin’ with a bunch b***hes
That is whack
I don’t need a b***h to be my friend
I got my own f**kin’ back
I look at life as a twisted game
you didn’t know I can’t be tame
F**k wit’ me if ya want
You will feel my wrath
You think you ridin’ high
With ya new car and ya house
While you at work clockin’ and grindin’
I’ll be the b**ch ***in’ ya spouse
Fill his mouth wth my wet
I’ll have ya ni**a in love wit’ me
While he f**kin’ you
He'll be thinkin’ bout me
B***hes hate me because I speak the truth
What can I say
I refuse to speak any other way

 

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love_supreme

Excellent write.

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SYQ222

That is on!!!!!

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