Devin The Dude - Mo Fa Me lyrics

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[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

[Hook]