STS - Great Mood lyrics

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STS - Great Mood lyrics

[Hook x2] Got on my suede shoes Rose gold shades I'm in a great mood Monopoly shopping sprees Got on my cartier Tailor made black linen Gianni Versace Monopoly shopping sprees [Verse 1: STS] Okay, I'm high as hell, I'm treetop Whoop yo' a**, I'm B-Hop Blow show money at weed spots And rubberband like G shots Got a dope flow they can't detox Cold blood I need heat rocks I'm chinchillin', you cheap fox That's fake fur, not fur fox b**h I rest when the buck stops In your iPod or the bus stops In the background when they bust shots Word about me spread like buck shots n***a I gives a f** not I'm photogenic don't dunk shots I'm independent set up shop Like a dope boy and it's a trap spot It's the a**hole in the ascot Who told that b**h get a** shots? Wanna make money in the A Town? b**h gotta make that a** pop It's the GOLD gang, n***a we don't want half We laugh while we break down the whole thang Talk that sh** I'm profane I k** myself, Kurt Cobain Propelled of propane, I'm ga**ed up, I'm so vain I puff pa**, I blow Jane, but this sh** feel like c**aine STS you should know my name That's a shame you don't know by now I dropped the tape that made the East Coast great God dammit I was shaking up the underground [Hook] [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] [Verse 3: STS] Okay, stroll up in this mothaf**a thirty toes deep That mean three hoes is with me, square n***as that don't capiche My credits in the street put my bottom b**h on a lease And if you can't control that ho, put that bout it b**h on a leash As I commander in chief with my n***as like naval fleets Got my Cartiers, Mark Maneres and Polo naval fleece No creases in my denims, only buy my women Louis Tell 'em beggars can't be choosy and both b**hes can't be bougie Ha, as I ruly, tell these b**hes truly You'll never find no one like me so b**h you best not lose me Hookers used to choose me, groupies now pursue me Blow doobies with me and my band and mates, I feel like Hootie No blowfish but I do, k** a mothaf**a like Fugu A Town b**h like Nu Nu, Red bottoms on like soo woo Flow speed up like choo choos, talk hoes out they mew mews I'm so cold, my crew cool Gold gang, n***a we rule [Hook]

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