Trinidad James - M.O.E. (Remix) lyrics

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Trinidad James - M.O.E. (Remix) lyrics

[Hook](Ca$h Out) And it's M.O.E. baby Money over everything and that's what it be baby, ha! And they ain't flier than me baby, ha! And I'm getting money pay me baby, yeah! And my rims real big And my house is real big And my money's real long, ha! And it's M.O.E. baby Money over everything and that's what it be baby [Ca$h Out] And I'm flyer than a pelican And I'm fresher than I ever been And I'm higher than I ever been And I ain't motherf**ing stuttering I ain't like these other n***as I really sold that bu*ter man And boy you still gotta get touched up And it's f** your family feelings, I'm like tough luck And I ain't never light, no little money like megabucks And I ain't with no simple girl, I like mega s*uts I'm coming at n***as, like they owe me I hear ‘em talking real gangster I'm like show me 24 all in your chest they call him Kobe But I don't really wanna get back to the old me [Hook] [Trinidad Jame$] I can't wait to do a song with Boosie straight outta jail And them n***as hatin' on me cause I'm giving 'em Hell And them b**hes lovin' on me since im dressin' so well I remember coming up I had to hussle for real Many houses' up that line I had whatever for sale What I couldn't afford I made a promise n***a would self I'mma grind it, run it up and have my mama turnt up! Real n***a? Yes sir! Fake n***a? Hate ya! So you can keep running your mouth n***a (haha) And I'mma keep making these songs n***a Your b**h gon' sing along n***a You want that power, that respect It's money over everything b**h! [Hook] [Ca$h Out] And my team I won't trade for nothing Man I was on the block, grinding hard like I was a slave or something Man I'm trying to get my crop up They slow don't run the stock up Now they pay me for pop ups n***a But don't make me pop up ‘Cause bodies they won't pop up n***as they get mopped up And we don't call him hitman we call him cleaners Watch these n***as a** up then put ‘em in the cleaners Nas missing picture sayin' “Have you seen him?” Jury blinded all these b**hes they like “We can't see ‘em” And I know these n***as hatin but they wanna be ‘em And I swear I play with weight like I was in the gym [Hook]