A n-gga wanna sing but he is the dopest Watch that n-gga disappear, hocus pocus Ring, ring the n-gga wanna sing Ring, ring, I keep that bitch clean Ring, ring
hip-hop) (Can't stop! Yooou can't stop!) (This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop) (Can't stop! Yooou can't stop!) (Pusha T) As 'Ye flips the piano The mood
She's only 18, don't like the Rolling Stones She took a short cut to being fully grown She's got that mood ring, a little sister rose A smell of Springsteen
so lovely, are you lonely? Giving up on the innocence you left behind Some claim to have the fortitude Too shrewd to blow the interlude Sustaining pain to set a mood
chrous Hey I'm a cool type dude I do them cool thangs I'm in a cool type mood I switch them 2 lanes I got ice on my neck, even pinky rings 24
Fall to your knees, And kiss the ring. The crowd's rejoicing. All of my dreams, Wake up to despise the world I've once loved. Why would you bring me
, move Gentlemen, move Somebody ring the alarm A fire in the room Ring the alarm and I'm throwin' elbows Ring the alarm and I'm throwin' elbows Ring
Water splashin, children laughin Hopin the feelin, will keep on lastin A shot rings out and a young girl hits the ground Someone wasn't in the mood for
find a place to hide 'cuz I'll tread through you I'm gonna get mine so you know my name Bet your ass 'cuz the mood's about to change So you wanna be
if she wasn't invited? Ring the alarm She's headed this way like lighting Ring the alarm I'm not tryna be ducking and diving Ring the alarm Ring the
she wasn't invited? Ring the alarm, she's headed this way like lighting Ring the alarm, I'm not tryna be ducking and dodgin', ring the alarm Ring the
Here comes the little ghost Here comes the little ghost Here comes the little ghost Oh what a bad mood he's in in the morning Acting like that is the
I was on Miami Beach Saw the girl of my fantasy She was into finer things Bathing suits and diamond belly rings She was something like I've never seen
[Verse 1] I was on Miami Beach Saw the girl of my fantasy She was into finer things Bathing suits and diamond belly rings She was something like I never
spread test, and yo I'm like the maddest Male, not female, hail from Unidel Bounce the b-ball 'cause beats are being yelled In the hallways always ringing
harm The shot graze ya, who snitched the cops neighbors Thick crack rocks invade your block major Spots been taking his time for move making Mood thugs
' like I'm heavenly blessed (What it do?) Me and you to put the love to the test It's so crazy when someone understands your mood With and open invitation