Mo Fa Me

Devin

Verse 1:



Hey motherfucker it's me again yep



The one who fucked your sister but quiet is kept



Because she burnin' but instead of cussin' out the bitch



Just didn't tell her then let her suck the puss up out my dick



Gave me some money for gas I hopped out on 59



Smokin' weed (weed)



And feelin' fine



Dick suckin' laws right behind and they look and they stare



But I got on my seat belt so I don't care



"How the fuck you doin' today Mr. Officer?



If I had the time I wouldn't mind to offer ya



A fat dime and a black nine in my shit



But no warrants and tight insurance so you can just ride the fuck on bitch"



People always gettin' mad at me bein' like this



Drankin' alcohol keeps me peein' white piss



Parents I'm not tellin' your children to smoke ya see



Cause if they just say no it be mo fa me




Hook:



Scratching "Mo fa me"




Verse 2:



What did you say your name was?



D-E-V-I-N



You saw me on the news but the TV be lyin'



They got bounty hunters lookin' for me I'm wanted for theft



Women claim that I came and got they pussy and left



I'm not an old fool from the old school like My Adidas



Cause All Day I Drink And Smoke it's like I need it



On stage you can boo you can hiss real loud



But I'll just pull out my dick and take a piss in the crowd



Then I'll smile take a bow put down my mic and I'll leave



Get the money from the promoter hope it's enough for some weed



Head dead to the back with the VIP status



In a room full of Pimps tryin' to find 'em a Gladis



Gotta pick one of 'em get one of 'em stick one of 'em quick



Cause they niggas might be here they niggas might be talkin' shit



They niggas always somewhere they ain't supposed to be



Niggas can't keep up with they pussy then it's mo fa me




Hook




Verse 3:



Son said "Daddy I don't wanna go to school



Cause the teachers a freak she tittie dance on the coo



And all my friends smoke reefer



I think it might be cheaper



If I buy a couple of pounds and sell 'em ounces and threefers"



Cause any way to come up I got to do it ch'all



I'm havin' flashbacks I'm about to stash crack in my drawers



But fuck the laws



They got my brother already they can suck my balls



Average nigga have no luck at all



But have no other choice but to take up the bet



Tryin' the seven or eleven when I come out and pick up a check



Gotta get my shit fixed



Hit a quick liquid



Fringe benefit, like gettin' my dick licked



Cause this money runnin' funny gonna break before I'm broke



And I can't be wakin' up in the mornin' nothing to smoke



So I think I'll smoke half and roll some sweets



Well I can't smoke I'm a sell it



Hell it's mo fa me