Moody Lyrics

Now I suppose I shall have to use force

She actin' so rude right about now

Ay, ay, ay

Bank head pull up

I, I, I can get over it

Girl, why you actin' so rude

I'm just so over it

I'm the only man that fits your food

You know how I'ma do it

Why you so moody

Why you actin' moody

Why you so rude

I'm the only man that fits your food

You know how I do it

Why you so moody

Why you so moody

Why you actin' rude

I'm the only man that fits your food

You know how I do it

Why you actin' moody

Why you so moody

Let it go

She got a pretty face

and she got a booty

But she so moody

Yeah, she so moody

I don't know what got to her

What got into her head

She done been sleepin' with so many niggas in her bed

I can't help her

I can't help her

Damn, I wish I can

I wish I could take her from a man

But I would look like a dummy

I am not no dummy

I'm just a young black man who get money

Fits the food

You know how I do it

Every 24-7

I'm tryna make it to ghetto heaven

You already learned your lesson

Why you cross me

You already know you can't talk to me like that

Nigga wanna play with me like that

You get his shit pushed back

Like his album

Motherfucker like Drake album

That shit was wack

Why you so rude

I'm the only man that fits your food

You know how I do it

Why you so moody

Why you so moody

Why you acting rude

I'm the only man that fits your food

You know how I do it

Why you acting moody

Why you so moody

Nigga

It's moody season

Getting moody this season

Been in the moody mood

No more good music to listen to

So I had to get back in that studio

Yeah

They might not like this one

I said something about your favorite rapper and stuff

I'm gonna go to the TV

I'm gonna call out my bluff