Lyrics to In The Mood
Top two, not two, ayy
Tell me what I gotta do, ayy
Double shot of the D'USSÉ
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
I been in the mix like Chex, not giving two F's
And the labels tryna keep me in the scope like Geffen
Sign on the check, need three, shout Heff
Wine by the bottle and we getting deep like Stephen
Wasn't gonna tell you 'bout last night, but I wеnt out and it still wasn't lit as my session
I was in the bathroom kissing on, damn, think he plays for thе, hmm, I'm not taking no questions
I've been like this since Slim was the real one, that's what everybody think I got a deal from
Throwing punches at me, I don't feel none
Still haven't dropped, where the fans get a meal from?
Yelling, "Feed us," at me like they been up in the womb
Okay, here it is, bada-bing, bada-boom
I was grabbing on his stick like vroom
I been running this shit, what's new?
Ayy, tell 'em I'm—
Top two, not two, ayy
Tell me what I gotta do, ayy
Double shot of the D'USSÉ
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Haven't heard from you in months, I know you're not tryna hit me to get on a guest list
I used to hit you for that, the downgrade is crazy, speak of my exes
Stop tryna call my phone, it's blocks on blocks like I'm playing Tetris
With a European now and he got a yardstick, you know, metrics
Fuck it, whatever, he just want me 'round his pole like a tether
He gotta get out the desert, want me in a ring, but I'm light as a feather
I'm dodging, I'm weaving, I'm bobbing, I'm scheming
Dive in this ocean he lost in the deep end
You hear the beat, if it's knocking, it's Felix
Ice on me, but I don't chill, I'm just heated, uh
Yeah, he a player, but he can't get Wynne
Call me nanny, I'ma sit that kid
Put on any beat and I'ma rip that bitch
Ass so fat, how I get this thick?
Five times two, I'm bad as they come
Hearts on him, make that GARÇON COMME
Uh, that's how we do it where I'm from
I make that shit go dumb
Tell 'em I'm—
Top two, not two, ayy
Tell me what I gotta do, ayy
Double shot of the D'USSÉ
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Tell me what I gotta do, ayy
Double shot of the D'USSÉ
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
I been in the mix like Chex, not giving two F's
And the labels tryna keep me in the scope like Geffen
Sign on the check, need three, shout Heff
Wine by the bottle and we getting deep like Stephen
Wasn't gonna tell you 'bout last night, but I wеnt out and it still wasn't lit as my session
I was in the bathroom kissing on, damn, think he plays for thе, hmm, I'm not taking no questions
I've been like this since Slim was the real one, that's what everybody think I got a deal from
Throwing punches at me, I don't feel none
Still haven't dropped, where the fans get a meal from?
Yelling, "Feed us," at me like they been up in the womb
Okay, here it is, bada-bing, bada-boom
I was grabbing on his stick like vroom
I been running this shit, what's new?
Ayy, tell 'em I'm—
Top two, not two, ayy
Tell me what I gotta do, ayy
Double shot of the D'USSÉ
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Haven't heard from you in months, I know you're not tryna hit me to get on a guest list
I used to hit you for that, the downgrade is crazy, speak of my exes
Stop tryna call my phone, it's blocks on blocks like I'm playing Tetris
With a European now and he got a yardstick, you know, metrics
Fuck it, whatever, he just want me 'round his pole like a tether
He gotta get out the desert, want me in a ring, but I'm light as a feather
I'm dodging, I'm weaving, I'm bobbing, I'm scheming
Dive in this ocean he lost in the deep end
You hear the beat, if it's knocking, it's Felix
Ice on me, but I don't chill, I'm just heated, uh
Yeah, he a player, but he can't get Wynne
Call me nanny, I'ma sit that kid
Put on any beat and I'ma rip that bitch
Ass so fat, how I get this thick?
Five times two, I'm bad as they come
Hearts on him, make that GARÇON COMME
Uh, that's how we do it where I'm from
I make that shit go dumb
Tell 'em I'm—
Top two, not two, ayy
Tell me what I gotta do, ayy
Double shot of the D'USSÉ
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
Money put me in the mood, ayy
