Walk In Wit the M.O. (feat. Dom Kennedy)

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Startin' fresh baby, you know what I mean Huh, bitch (Cookin Soul) Huh, bitch I steps in the mo, where the hoes at, baby? Yeah, yeah I steps in the mo, where the hoes at? Huh I want a girl with extensions in her hair Skin tight pants, muff print, no underwear A Fendi bag and a bad attitude, huh She give me head in a Carrera and cruise She addicted to the D-boyz talking that street slang That keep the dick up in her 2 feet in the D game Standing on the bus stop, mama hold my bag of rocks Jumped up out that hooptie, this summer baby we in the drop Spend it and flaunt it, take your pick however you want it Don't mind bitches, my side bitches not your opponents They simply leasing this penis baby, but I'm the owner My Compton bitch heard polices raid me in California So I done cut a lot of hoes off I activate this Actavis so I can dose off And I don't argue with no bitch, I set that straight from the gate Bet all my mack and moneymakers relate I'm just a player, baby That's why it's money over bitches I steps in with the mo, where the hoes at, baby? That's why it's money over bitches I steps in with the mo, where the hoes at? It's always money over bitches I steps in with the mo, where the hoes at, baby? That's why it's money over bitches I steps in with the mo, where the hoes at? This might be hard as it get I bought an ounce on the first like it was part of my rent I'm in Paris drinking Moët, thank God for this shit 'Cause I'm from South Central, baby, pardon my French Yeah, I know ball players, James Harden and shit Cash a check in New York at the Garden and shit Heard The Yellow Album, now she part of the clique West side get the money yea we started this shit Oh, you getting head now, look, I taught her this shit This nigga treat her like she your daughter and shit Type of nigga golfing with her father and shit Found out I was fucking, he was bothered a bit I'm a cool nigga, it's not a problem to switch Look you in yo' face, what type of problem is this? Caught him on the chin then he stumbled a bit The right then left niggas rumbled and shit I got on red, bet he think I'm from the jungles and shit Nasty like my brother named Jungle and shit Ay, Other People Money make double and shit This me and gangster, Gibbs, you in trouble, ya dig? That's why it's money over bitches I steps in with the mo, where the hoes at, baby? That's why it's money over bitches I steps in with the mo, where the hoes at? It's always money over bitches I steps in with the mo, where the hoes at, baby? That's why it's money over bitches I steps in with the mo, where the hoes at?