mo fa me lyrics – devin

verse 1:
hey motherf*cker it’s me again yep
the one who f*cked your sister but quiet is kept
because she burnin’ but instead of cussin’ out the b*tch
just didn’t tell her then let her suck the p*ss up out my d*ck
gave me some money for gas i hopped out on 59
smokin’ weed (weed)
and feelin’ fine
d*ck suckin’ laws right behind and they look and they stare
but i got on my seat belt so i don’t care
“how the f*ck you doin’ today mr. officer?
if i had the time i wouldn’t mind to offer ya
a fat dime and a black nine in my sh*t
but no warrants and tight insurance so you can just ride the f*ck on b*tch”
people always gettin’ mad at me bein’ like this
drankin’ alcohol keeps me peein’ white p*ss
parents i’m not tellin’ your children to smoke ya see
cause if they just say no it be mo fa me

hook:
scratching “mo fa me”

verse 2:
what did you say your name was?
d-e-v-i-n
you saw me on the news but the tv be lyin’
they got bounty hunters lookin’ for me i’m wanted for theft
women claim that i came and got they p*ssy and left
i’m not an old fool from the old school like my adidas
cause all day i drink and smoke it’s like i need it
on stage you can boo you can hiss real loud
but i’ll just pull out my d*ck and take a p*ss in the crowd
then i’ll smile take a bow put down my mic and i’ll leave
get the money from the promoter hope it’s enough for some weed
head dead to the back with the vip status
in a room full of pimps tryin’ to find ’em a gladis
gotta pick one of ’em get one of ’em stick one of ’em quick
cause they n*gg*s might be here they n*gg*s might be talkin’ sh*t
they n*gg*s always somewhere they ain’t supposed to be
n*gg*s can’t keep up with they p*ssy then it’s mo fa me

hook

verse 3:
son said “daddy i don’t wanna go to school
cause the teachers a freak she t*ttie dance on the coo
and all my friends smoke reefer
i think it might be cheaper
if i buy a couple of pounds and sell ’em ounces and threefers”
cause any way to come up i got to do it ch’all
i’m havin’ flashbacks i’m about to stash crack in my drawers
but f*ck the laws
they got my brother already they can suck my b*lls
average n*gg* have no luck at all
but have no other choice but to take up the bet
tryin’ the seven or eleven when i come out and pick up a check
gotta get my sh*t fixed
hit a quick liquid
fringe benefit, like gettin’ my d*ck licked
cause this money runnin’ funny gonna break before i’m broke
and i can’t be wakin’ up in the mornin’ nothing to smoke
so i think i’ll smoke half and roll some sweets
well i can’t smoke i’m a sell it
h*ll it’s mo fa me

hook

/ devin lyrics