Hurtboy AG - Randy Moss lyrics

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Hurtboy AG - Randy Moss lyrics

[Hook:] My leather so soft, my gun is so hard co*k this mothaf**a back and shoot his a** in broad day He layin on the ground, they like oh God Glo came through and started stomping on the yard We got Glocks and chops, start poppin on the yard You ain't jump off the porch, you just jumped out the yard That money money, throw it to me, throw it 100 yards I'm a wide receiver, catch it, I'm a Randy Moss [Verse 1:] I be catching everything, I think I'm Randy Moss Threw that cash like wedding rice, that b**h she Randy Moss'd it She said that she want some kids, opened her mouth she caught it Pull up on em, n***as flexin, like my car flossin I ain't gone matte it, I think that I'ma gloss it Almighty So a captain, I don't think that I'm a boss b**h Spent some racks at saks fifth, the queen she Randy Moss'd it I could be runnin backwards, I still Randy Moss sh** I'm ridin' in that Randy, Big Glo, boss sh** & I get my semi, n***a talk sh** You can keep on runnin', bullets Randy Moss'n Cause I got my gun and you teach me what I taught you [Hook:] [Verse 2:] I don't hoop b**h, I play football Glo on who b**h? I make lil talk & I got a big gun for lil boss This a Randy Moss this ain't no damn revolver Catch his a**, mothaf**in hollow They gone wet yo a**, mothaf**a swallow Get ya a**, mothaf**a run ho Run up done up run up then you're done ho He ain't talkin money, he can't even approach I'm a f**in viking just like Randy Moss That b**h patriotic, just like Randy Moss Cause I been gettin guappy since like '84 [Hook:]