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Mo City Don Video (MV)




Performed By: Blazin' Jayne
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Eric Barrier, Joseph Wayne Mcvey, Will Griffin




Blazin' Jayne - Mo City Don Lyrics
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Lemonade and Bday all in my trunk
Ass thick as f*ck you can see it from the front
I blow on mids, I blow on highs
Ya nigga blow on me like some f*cking hot fries
Out the streets of the Lincoln Green
Off with her head cause I'm bout to be the queen
On you bitches necks like a damn Guillotine
Light camera action cause I'm bout to cause a scene
Why these hoes try to come for me I don't know
Gotta take a trip to colorado
Grabbed a couple ounces of some snowball and gelato
Bitch I'm off to work you can call me a hi hoe.
Two thick bitches kissing on sofa
Yeah I'm from the H but I be chilling in that Nola
Getting money since youngstar had motorola
Told him fly me to the islands cause I got that controlla.
When I ride I ride yo nigga so slow
I'ma throw it back he gone beg for some mo
I'm shake this ass
He gone throw this cash
Pussy on his lips while he asking why you mad
Say it like I said it in my debut
I'm from the city of the syrup where we bang screw
Hittin all these corners and his grain I'm steady gripping
The goal is marble floors and high ceilings
I'm built a moat
So these rat bitches cain't come
Told him the head ain't really fun
If my girl can't have none
Hair up in a bun, like to gag on it thats the best
Couldn't put it in my throat if he started in my neck
If he can't make me cum I'ma make him write a check
And if he can't get it wet then I make him but a vette
Sweet pussy Sunshine, broke nigga upset
Don't bring your trick around me
Hell leave from me debt.
Aye
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English

Lemonade and Bday all in my trunk
Ass thick as f*ck you can see it from the front
I blow on mids, I blow on highs
Ya nigga blow on me like some f*cking hot fries
Out the streets of the Lincoln Green
Off with her head cause I'm bout to be the queen
On you bitches necks like a damn Guillotine
Light camera action cause I'm bout to cause a scene
Why these hoes try to come for me I don't know
Gotta take a trip to colorado
Grabbed a couple ounces of some snowball and gelato
Bitch I'm off to work you can call me a hi hoe.
Two thick bitches kissing on sofa
Yeah I'm from the H but I be chilling in that Nola
Getting money since youngstar had motorola
Told him fly me to the islands cause I got that controlla.
When I ride I ride yo nigga so slow
I'ma throw it back he gone beg for some mo
I'm shake this ass
He gone throw this cash
Pussy on his lips while he asking why you mad
Say it like I said it in my debut
I'm from the city of the syrup where we bang screw
Hittin all these corners and his grain I'm steady gripping
The goal is marble floors and high ceilings
I'm built a moat
So these rat bitches cain't come
Told him the head ain't really fun
If my girl can't have none
Hair up in a bun, like to gag on it thats the best
Couldn't put it in my throat if he started in my neck
If he can't make me cum I'ma make him write a check
And if he can't get it wet then I make him but a vette
Sweet pussy Sunshine, broke nigga upset
Don't bring your trick around me
Hell leave from me debt.
Aye
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Writer: Eric Barrier, Joseph Wayne Mcvey, Will Griffin
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING


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