Lyrics Miss Mulatto – Mush Mouf
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Whoo!
Miss Mulatto! (Stevie Nick)
Mush Mouf, Mush Mouf
Faces On Faces
You ain’t really in these streets
Y’all folks know who I be
You ain’t really getting no green, no cash, big bands
Girl you know what I mean
These girls ain’t got no check
Broke boy love to flex
Back seat when I’m riding, icy fingers, wrist and neck… UH
Mush Mouf, Mush Mouf
Rubber band on Mush Mouf
Faces on faces
My rubber band on Mush Mouf
Mush Mouf, Mush Mouf
Rubber band on Mush Mouf
Presidents On Presidents
My rubber band on Mush Mouf
My rubber band on Mush Mouf
Faces on faces
I’m killing em’ when I step out
Cases on cases
Black and white no races
I only rock the latest
I got these rappers shook
I swear I’m not no exorcist
Big bands, big rocks, no Rollie don’t tick tock
I came for the cash
Pull up, then we pull off
Hop out like the black ops
The way that I’m balling it look like I won the playoffs
Hold up, back Up
Lil’ girl get yo’ stack up
True religion I rack up
Please don’t make us act up
Run up on you, boy you know how we do
Disrespect us and we stay out her crew
100 deep when the squad comin’ thru
Leaving no trace like I’m running
Guess who?
You ain’t really in these streets
Y’all folks know who I be
You ain’t really getting no green, no cash, big bands
Girl you know what I mean
These girls ain’t got no check
Broke boy love to flex
Back seat when I’m riding, icy fingers, wrist and neck… UH
Mush Mouf, Mush Mouf
Rubber band on Mush Mouf
Faces on faces
My rubber band on Mush Mouf
Mush Mouf, Mush Mouf
Rubber band on Mush Mouf
Presidents On Presidents
My rubber band on Mush Mouf
Face on faces
These Presidents be kissing each other
Ice on my wrist with the ice on my neck
I wear the ice in any weather
Parmesan, I love the cheddar
I ball like I’m Cinderella
I put the ?
on a President head
I’m a money go-getter
Pockets like a morgue
Walking round ’round with dead folks
All I carry, money bags
What I need a purse for?
My six four is guilty
I swear that thing lay low
You fifty deep inside the club
But only half of em’ on go
Money, yes I get it
To these faces I’m committed
If you great buss a move
You know that the team with it
I’m the Princess ’round my city
Boy don’t let me catch you slipping
And everybody know, you can’t break bread with no pigeon
You ain’t really in these streets
Y’all folks know who I be
You ain’t really getting no green, no cash, big bands
Girl you know what I mean
These girls ain’t got no check
Broke boy love to flex
Back seat when I’m riding, icy fingers, wrist and neck… UH
Mush Mouf, Mush Mouf
Rubber band on Mush Mouf
Faces on faces my rubber band on Mush Mouf
Mush Mouf, Mush Mouf
Rubber band on Mush Mouf
Presidents On Presidents
My rubber band on Mush Mouf