Back to Top

It's Mowers Remastered Video (MV)




Performed By: Mowers
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Ethan Mowers




Mowers - It's Mowers Remastered Lyrics




Yo, it's Malice, back at it, like a mothaf*ckin' crack addict
Yo, it's Malice on the beat, slowly dying, but I'm looking neat
F*ck your bitch to the beat, and that pussy tastes so sweet, so I gave her a treat
Yeah, it's E, I only say what's on my sheet. You know I'm loyal, bitch, I never cheat

Got six sixes tatted on my hand and feet. Not to be discreet, but it's on my ankle
Yeah, my baby is an angel, yeah, you know I'm f*ckin' grateful
Oh, my baby, yeah, she's shameful, yeah, it's f*ckin' painful
Yeah, she knows I'm f*ckin' faithful, told her, please be faithful

Spread these other bitches, be disdainful. I'm a poet calling Malice Manel
Why the f*ckin' smoke? Say less
Get your bitch all up on my chest
You know I like to f*ckin' flex

And I'm still living in the complex
Yes, I'm that prime suspect
Try me if you wanna die next, bitch
Yeah, bitch, it's Malice

Don't forget, motherf*ckers
Thanks for watching
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Yo, it's Malice, back at it, like a mothaf*ckin' crack addict
Yo, it's Malice on the beat, slowly dying, but I'm looking neat
F*ck your bitch to the beat, and that pussy tastes so sweet, so I gave her a treat
Yeah, it's E, I only say what's on my sheet. You know I'm loyal, bitch, I never cheat

Got six sixes tatted on my hand and feet. Not to be discreet, but it's on my ankle
Yeah, my baby is an angel, yeah, you know I'm f*ckin' grateful
Oh, my baby, yeah, she's shameful, yeah, it's f*ckin' painful
Yeah, she knows I'm f*ckin' faithful, told her, please be faithful

Spread these other bitches, be disdainful. I'm a poet calling Malice Manel
Why the f*ckin' smoke? Say less
Get your bitch all up on my chest
You know I like to f*ckin' flex

And I'm still living in the complex
Yes, I'm that prime suspect
Try me if you wanna die next, bitch
Yeah, bitch, it's Malice

Don't forget, motherf*ckers
Thanks for watching
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Ethan Mowers
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Mowers

Tags:
No tags yet