DJ Luke Nasty - In my Mode lyrics

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DJ Luke Nasty - In my Mode lyrics

Intro.. Yeah I think I'ma call this Well.. mean.. f** it It's called In My Mode So sh**, I'ma get in my mode Highway Music 3 Verse 1.. I just left a bad yellow b**h in a condo Uhh, no games Got straight to the point like Rondo She go both ways Said I make her weep, weep Uh it's only been 4 days Now she attached But I won't text back Cause I'm on my grind And I need my space Ooo, I'm in the zone I'm in the mode Shorty all in my phone She tryna get involved She trippin like she finna fall I'm the man, why you n***as in the zone Uh, I'm on patron Wooh, I'm leaning Smoke good Got gas like Cletus Uh, reporting live from the sky Cloud 9 to be exact n***a See it's only 1 Luke But I'm smelling like a pack n***a Oh it's on now Yeah, it's on now Too many clones out I'ma take my own route I'ma have you looking mad now Like ya mama in church And she telling you to put the phone down n***a we good Bridge.. Yeah n***a we good And I ain't never had to split em But I wish a n***a would Verse 2.. Aye I had a vision That one of them vixens being my mrs I has a dream that I f**ed Irene to the dream album She had to call her??? I got issues I got problems Hold up, let me fill my cup 7 shots and I'm still not drunk Competition? Still not none Wait, let me talk my sh** They love when I talk like this They love when I'm slick like rick I'm a legend like Will Nah, I'm a mother f**in prince Nah, I'm a king You a mother f**in myth And I ain't stopping until I pull up in a 6 And this bottle popping when we pull up in the vip All a young n***a do is hustle like Nip Aye, busting down a grape dutch I wake n bake every time I wake up My women don't need make up Tell Debbie to get her cake up I'm, I'm faded like a taper Aye, and when it comes down to that money n***a I want a lot more like Jacob Kush is my cologne She love the aroma She be with me when she don't pick the phone up Hoes be lying Timon, Puma Tryna work it out, work it out like zumba Told her spread her legs She spread them out like rumors Jumped on this dick And started jumping to conclusions I had to remind her I'm single like a loosie I'm a dog like Gucci Snoopy, Scooby, Goofy, Aye Aye, I'm bout whatever for that loose leaf And I'm working like I'm tryna get a 2 pea For that, for that Audi with the 2 seats And a bad b**h who ain't floating around group me That word friends Y'all use that too loosely But that ain't none of my business While I sip tea Nah, I'll probably light a blunt and sip lean Highway Music n***a Outro... f** with me man I'm in my mother f**in mode n***a