
Colonel Sanders/Mojo Jojo Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ayy, ooh, ayy, ooh, ayy
Bitch, you in my way
Get the fuck up out my way
Money callin', speakers loud
So get the fuck up out my face
And I been tryna put em on
But niggas can't keep up the pace
You pull up, I drop you off
Back to back like 2K
You can die my nigga, it don't really matter
I got niggas in the trenches
Who could turn you to a splatter
I know niggas for them riches
They could turn you to a platter
My bitch badder
I was grippin' cheeks
My money spread as fat
How you made it to the top
Nigga, I just used a ladder
He on the run, I'm tryna get em
But his ass keep runnin' faster
And I'm fuckin' on this white lil' hoe
She love to call me master
Put that pussy on me
I think I fell in love with a dancer
Bitch, stop blowin' up my phone
Lil' hoe, you know I ain't gon' answer
And her pussy bald
Look like that motherfucker got some cancer
Bald like Mr. Clean
Had to shake that hoe
Like my first name hakeem
That hoe love me
Say she see lil' CG
All up in her dream
She gon' bend it over
I'ma stab your hoe like Wolverine
She tryna act too classy
Pass that hoe smoothly to the team
That nigga think it's sweet
Hit his ass with the laser beam
(FA FA)
Yeah
Niggas know
We ridin' around stupid deep
And we got them bows
Doelick independent
We the same
Niggas, fuck your hoe
I can't hear a word you sayin
Cause that liquor got me throwed
She gon' slime you out
For a purse and shoes
She dropped her lo
We outside the spot
We sprayin
The first thing come out the door
Stop that cappin' nick
Matter of fact
Snatch this fuckin' fro
You niggas out of line
I'm puttin' belt to ass
Bitch, I'm on go
We fuckin' spankin' shit
Whoop that monkey
Nigga, Mojo Jojo
They be like, damn boy, you so fly
But you rock big clothes like hobo
Your hoes so nasty
Wanna make some porn record
On a GoPro
Tommy on me
No Hilfiger
Yes, CG gon' rock polo
Hop in the Beamer
M4
Know your ass feel them turbos
Skkrrrtttttt
Watch how I work the wheel
Pretty white teeth all up in my mouth
CG don't rock no grill
I throw them hands
But don't get it fucked up
I tote on Smith like Will
She know I'm gettin' all kinda money
Get off my dick, this not a drill
Get off my dick, this not a drill
She poppin' percs on fuckin' pills
These shells hot
They leave you fuckin' cookin
Call me Max Steel
You try to run
Hit you on your back
Pussy, how that feel
You fuckin' done
I don't even sip
But I just crack the seal
Tee be Kobe
I dunk in your hoe
Like my first name Shaquille
I hate niggas
You try me
I do your ass like Emma till
I got a Spanish mami
She eat dick up loco
Think she from Brazil
That hoe like eatin' pickles
I call that lil' bitch up
And ask her what's the deal
What's up, baby
Tell your main nigga stop hatin', man
I'm havin' two much motion
In' these motherfuckin' streets, man
To be playin' with you
Pussy niggas
Doelick shit, bitch