Cassidy - MMM lyrics

rate me

Fred Money

Mm that was crazy, your money, you know I love the sidespins

When nigga is staling bars around and gettin’ busy

This got me right and it’s hard to stay for that man

You with me?

Let’s get to it

(Hook)

I want you bitch het in here and I’mma give you the head’s up

Hit it with the leg up, guess I had to leg up

Bout you with all those feelings and fed up

And I’m giving you the heads up

Even thou my bread’s up

You can get your motherfucker ear boss

Even the box will hurt so they doggin’ and try to snitch that nigga head up

(Verse)

Left, left open like a suitcase

Kickin’ on his mother for my shoe taste

Looking at me with that screw face

Get you chock how you looking like a smurf with that blue face

I’m cally with the bally and the belly got a new place

Think about how they get some new cakes

Staying at the stars on the roof for the new rife

Man you a bird, you flowing in a palm since you got it a new cliche

I’m a defended, I never lost, you know I have to tight like __________(?)

Look I’ve been giving down and had that shit so cute, let me wan out

Try to get your wife on Skype but I’m ‘bout to make a sign out

Nigga what you cry about?

When I pour mind out, shawty say “Uh let me find out”

Cut in there and she was like “Please climb out, I’mma really need a time out”

(Hook)

(Verse)

I told that hit back, smoke that pist ‘til I get it hell back

Niggas know the ball street, thinking botu the both slight piece

Bet fax, I was in school with nine in the back pack

It was Matt Black, my favorite gun at that time

Til I got that mac

I won’t just rap, rap

With a nigga like you will get the picture like a snap back

I can get it back, get glance back

Like prr of we just snap back

Let me back trap, it’s just night crap

Put the rapper in the back like rap snaps

You need, you need some bush at your ass

And get lot of flap jack

All these skinny girls in the word, don’t listen to that

Crap, but listen to this , if I get with a chick, she’ll think it’s a bitch

Put the track back

I want the bitch get ahead and I’mma give you the heads up

(Hook)

(Verse)

No G. code, I go beat slow every time I have to beat on

Ready for the war like I came throw this face store

Pains if this take zone

Ah, but I’ll do, I’mma keep goin’, keep a new pair of sneaks on

In the studio ACRA and not wander that they try to get the hit on

Bring the mack to the mother house x 2

The mac in his mother mouth

Yeah what if their mother will be muggin out?

Sound like some shit that came from my brother mouth

But I’m still run up on you all

I’m dope, I’m zup, I ain’t try to hug it out

Yo, I don’t give a fuck about

No bitch but you know what I love about

Yo bitch, I love your mouth

You try to make some babies, I try to make her suck a mou

Cut it off !

(Hook)