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MOS
237
Hip-Hop/Rap
MOS è stato pubblicato il 5 dicembre 2025 da Black Circle / EMPIRE come parte dell'album Predator
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Data di uscita5 dicembre 2025
EtichettaBlack Circle / EMPIRE
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM69

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Money Man
Money Man
Vocals

Testi

[Intro]
(Yo, Nflated, spice that bitch up)
[Chorus]
I made lil' mama get wet, I got a stick in the 'Vette
Diamonds all on my neck, diamonds all on my chest
I gotta run through the chicken, at Louis, I spent a whole ticket
I got three bitches, I'm pimpin', I need them commas and digits
Mixin' Marni with the Rick, listen here
Toss my twin some P's, get it hisself, yeah, yeah
You know it's money over all these sluts, yeah, yeah
I served him ten P's at the Pizza Hut, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I'm spendin' nothin' but bad time, I'm servin' junkies some bath salt
I sold the flavor for half off, my closet a motherfuckin' cash vault
I spent fifty on drip just in one week, spent a milli' on ice just in one month
I just put a whole seven in one block, boy, you gotta cash out, it ain't no fronts
Doggin' these bitches, I'm him, really, stickin' to Charger on the trim, really
Still gave a M to my old lady, dope on the trailer, that fast, baby
Gucci bandana, they fixated, thumbin' through racks, she fixated
AMG truck with the red guts, I risk my life for the blue bucks
Roll up my sleeves 'cause I'm hands on, drop all them bags, put my mans on
Countin' a check with the redbone, on my neck, on my chest, I got clear stones
In that Escalade V, I had veered off, made a quarter M sellin' my peers soft
Took her shoppin', hit thirty at Hermès, she got ass and them titties is perky
I got soldiers, they ready to smack somethin', I got shottas, they ready to jack somethin'
In this widebody whip, we go too fast, gotta get the whole P, I don't do half
I done ran this bitch up, got a sprained calf, I be thumbin' and thumbin', I love math
I done bought all the whips, there ain't nothin' left, I done bought the whole year, there ain't nothin' left
I can get you knocked off for a brick of meth, I be cookin' that dope, I'm a fuckin' chef
I just hopped on the jet with some thick shit, I'ma leave that lil' bitch with my imprint
[Chorus]
I made lil' mama get wet, I got a stick in the 'Vette
Diamonds all on my neck, diamonds all on my chest
I gotta run through the chicken, at Louis, I spent a whole ticket
I got three bitches, I'm pimpin', I need them commas and digits
Mixin' Marni with the Rick, listen here
Toss my twin some P's, get it hisself, yeah, yeah
You know it's money over all these sluts, yeah, yeah
I served him ten P's at the Pizza Hut, yeah, yeah
Written by: Money Man
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