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Mood Video (MV)




Performed By: Derek King
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Derek King




Derek King - Mood Lyrics




Sip on you like fine wine
Want me slide on you baby give me time
Don't blow my phone up you not mine
Don't send me threats you must be outta your mind
She wanna be with me cause she know I be going places
Got her lips done now she stop making kissy faces
Head good can't lie top 5 in the nation
Watch how you talk cause im known to keep them in rotation
If we ant f*cking hit the kill switch
Since I got money certain shit I cant deal with
I love to see a healthy bitch take them gym pics
In the mirror turn around see how the booty fit
Vvs shining you gone see them before you see me
I can't have a 3 sum cause my hoes to gritty
Your bitch come around me nigga gg
I'll give her back after the night it ant that deep

On to the next and shit
That's just how I get
Depending on my mood
I might fall for you
But don't count on it
When we get up in this room want you to pound on it
I run through it like a track I got miles on it
It get to wet just throw a towel on it
You know how I want it

Drop a 20 ball my stats like im the league
Cut a hoe off quick its hard just to make the team
Got a nigga but she tempting me to intervene
I got her nervous I just told her not to over think
Just take notes
One night like yatchy cause we in the same boat
I got to much water around me make them float
I pray to got I don't make em drown and choke
Ill put a bad bitch on my block list
I got trying to f*ck just for benefits
I ant tripping ima trick trying to see a trick
A broke won't understand cause we don't mix
Vvs shining you gone see them before you see me
I can't have a 3 some cause my hoes to gritty
Your bitch come around me nigga gg
I'll give her back after the night it not that deep

On to the next and shit
That's just how I get
Depending on my mood
I might fall for you
But don't count on it
When we get up in this room want you to pound on it
I run through it like a track I got miles on it
It get to wet just throw a towel on it
You know how I want it
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English

Sip on you like fine wine
Want me slide on you baby give me time
Don't blow my phone up you not mine
Don't send me threats you must be outta your mind
She wanna be with me cause she know I be going places
Got her lips done now she stop making kissy faces
Head good can't lie top 5 in the nation
Watch how you talk cause im known to keep them in rotation
If we ant f*cking hit the kill switch
Since I got money certain shit I cant deal with
I love to see a healthy bitch take them gym pics
In the mirror turn around see how the booty fit
Vvs shining you gone see them before you see me
I can't have a 3 sum cause my hoes to gritty
Your bitch come around me nigga gg
I'll give her back after the night it ant that deep

On to the next and shit
That's just how I get
Depending on my mood
I might fall for you
But don't count on it
When we get up in this room want you to pound on it
I run through it like a track I got miles on it
It get to wet just throw a towel on it
You know how I want it

Drop a 20 ball my stats like im the league
Cut a hoe off quick its hard just to make the team
Got a nigga but she tempting me to intervene
I got her nervous I just told her not to over think
Just take notes
One night like yatchy cause we in the same boat
I got to much water around me make them float
I pray to got I don't make em drown and choke
Ill put a bad bitch on my block list
I got trying to f*ck just for benefits
I ant tripping ima trick trying to see a trick
A broke won't understand cause we don't mix
Vvs shining you gone see them before you see me
I can't have a 3 some cause my hoes to gritty
Your bitch come around me nigga gg
I'll give her back after the night it not that deep

On to the next and shit
That's just how I get
Depending on my mood
I might fall for you
But don't count on it
When we get up in this room want you to pound on it
I run through it like a track I got miles on it
It get to wet just throw a towel on it
You know how I want it
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Writer: Derek King
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