Joe Young - Moe Wings lyrics

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Joe Young - Moe Wings lyrics

[Intro] Oh man, another one of these Ugh, another one of these Ugh, another one of these What? Another one of these Give it to ’em, another one of these Give it to ’em, another one of these Give it to ’em [Chorus – DMX] I’m hot like moe wings Don’t thank me, more things Redbull, about to grow wings Get down for real, that’s for? I’m hot like moe wings Don’t thank me, more things Redbull, about to grow wings Get down for real, that’s for? [Verse 1] Dudes is funny, look at who you move with money Yous a dummy, don’t make me lose it sonny I stay on some bull, extra sh** Whichever ya mans you next to, you next to a bi**h Whatever type of gat you got, mine bigger You think what you want cause I’m that ni**a Can’t pull it off unless you hit all the way I get it down for real, get it all day Come on, hey That’s what you get down like Now I know, swear that’s what a ni**a sound like We get down like the rest of them cats And what does it really mean to be the best of them cats Sometimes I see but I really didn’t want to Be careful what you do cause it’ll come back to haunt you Real recognize real But it isn’t just birdman boy, it’s [Repeat Chorus] [Verse 2 – Big Moeses] Hot than a motherf**ker, caliente I’m a real ni**a so I keep a wet K Bricks on d**k, keep an esse Bloodline couldn’t see me on your best day Banana in the clip, let the tec spray Menace to society, oh dawg walk up Poke your head and then I roll up Gotta keep it gangster, that’s 500 I’m still spending this old money I took the tubes off, put the Vogues on it Lethal weapon like Mel Gibson, man I stay stunting And you stay fronting Check my pedigree I bet it add up I’m like a Mack truck Big Moeses get the stacks up Sleeping that’s how you got pa**ed up [Repeat Chorus] [Bridge] Just cause I love my ni**as I shed my blood for my ni**as Holla where my ni**as I’m right here my ni**as Just cause I love my ni**as I shed my blood for my ni**as Holla where my ni**as I’m right here my ni**as [Verse 3 – Joe Young] When the beat come on it get darker every time Spit venomous tales about this life of crime I come through buzzing leave a critical mess How you talk tough wearing a dress I wake up stressed amongst the best on the track with a dog When I bite my teeth sink But how you gon see a ni**a living in the fog I dealt with rats and rattlesnakes I battle with hate The Lord is great, survive the maze Rebuke the devil in ongoing debates I try to be cool and try to show love At the same time I want Trump on his back with his face blown off [Bridge] Just cause I love my ni**as I shed my blood for my ni**as Holla where my ni**as I’m right here my ni**as Just cause I love my ni**as I shed my blood for my ni**as Holla where my ni**as I’m right here my ni**as

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