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thots
Is you with it or you not
Im just growing out my locs
Boy my head look like a mop
Yeah i'm dancing on my ops

might be
Bitch, I might be
Ooh, I see niggas hatin', they wanna be like me
They wanna pull up in the Wraith outside just like me
She got a head on her

Yeah
Bitch do not step on my block (Yeah)
Bitch do not step on my block
Bitch do not step on my block (What)
Wiping they nose, gotta clean with the mop

through real quick 
The head good I switch lanes (yea) 
I keep a bad one 
She got a resting bitch face 
Don't talk to me when I stomp in this bitch (hoe

Shawty she a freak
Shawty need a refill
I get it go deeper

Take it to the sky we be high in here
Take it to the heart you'll be outta here
Turnt into

Refills my coffee over tattooed thighs
Her tattooed wrists and arms her eyes cut 
Though she smiles and brushes past just 
Out of reach but miles

depression sells for five bucks each around here

I need a refill, because my pride is taking hold of me these days

I crave for resilience
Oh, I'd die for

Dancin' on the Ceilin'       Upside down
Dancin' on the Ceilin'       Can't find the ground
Dancin' on the Ceilin'       Spinnin My Head
Dancin'

look
I still'll shake up the block, leave 'em shook (slatt)
She give me some head in the Cullinan (ooh) 
She give me some head in the Cullinan (mop

On the gang I'm really with that 
Talk shit got a long mop stick with a kickback 
Knowing you ain't really bout that 
I still pull up hop out

Wipe the floor with the mop on your head cause you belong on the ground
Six feet under is where you're gonna stay we can retire your sound
No matter

Got It Twisted

Mobb Deep

Playlist: The Very Best of Mobb Deep

2013

Like MOP, nigga, I'll mash you out
If I can't get you here, swing by your house, muthafucka

Ya'll niggas got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up into

How Ya Like Me Now

Kool Moe Dee

The Greatest Hits [Sony]

(All aboard the night train)

I throw my tape on, then I watch ya
Three seconds later, I got ya
Shakin' your head, dancin' instead of sittin'

the head
Like what? Now we screaming out head top
His brains clean it with a mop
Miss my muddy a lot just wait till he really come home
I keep clicking

Pounds of crystal, soulless individual
Grab the mop cause you gon', yea you gonna
Rot 

Fill your cup purple smoke comin' up
Don’t look at me, I ain’t

Clean like da janitor, cause I keep that mop stick
I'm on the tropics had to switch up my optics Last girl she was trippin', Had to switch up
my options

My head play, scenarios ion exist in
I be wonderin if ever existed
Gotta bad one, massagin this dick
She think im, misogynistic
See im, all fa this

Hammer to my skull
Hope it makes a hole
Mallet to my head
Existential dread
Nail into my knee
Wish I could just flee
Maggot on my tongue
It hurt when

the motherfuckin' pole, bruh
I rise with the motherfuckin' pole, bruh
And you know I'm motherfuckin' poppin', silly
Pop a pilly, pop a nigga head like amoxicillin

Guaranteed to make your head rock
Tote Glocks, drop cops that
Mistake me for Rodney, strictly headshots
I knock the twist out your dreadlocks
Who got

Leather complexion
Hair like a mop head
Rolled up magazine in hand
Branding a pistol
A Smith and Wesson
She ain't got time for no man
No way
High

see, I drop it
Any photo I see, I crop it
Any floor that red, 12 mop it
Any gun I get, I pop it
One in head, don't cock it
Balenciaga, gotta cop it
Any

long as a mop
This ain't no drink but his head got a Shot
I'm pouring pink with my mink ima don i keep a 50 which one do you Want

Get one call issa

When my head is filled with trouble
Somebody refill my heart
Release it in my brain
Put it down my body’s drain
(Don’t think about it, don’t think