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Set The Mood Video (MV)




Performed By: MIKE
Length: 1:43
Written by: Michael Bonema




MIKE - Set The Mood Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

I'ma set the mood, if she come through, she won't forget
H-how many drinks before your chain look like my necklace?
I-I can't even think, too many strains that I ingested
I-I'ma eat this food while you complaining, ain't invested
Lil' bro you ain't this cool, you lookin' strange around the legend
And I ain't tryna be rude, man, I just pray you get the message
She want me be her boo, she wanna take me out the trenches
And yeah I'm lightin' ooh-ooh, please don't hate me for my preference
Lil' bro, how you a shooter with no play? That shit impressive
Lil' bro, you can't get loot without no patience, take a second
And I done did commuting through the rain, can't remember
This on me wasn't ruthless, they gon' change my favorite memory
I ride with you through it, now I say your name forever
Outside with the troop, if you playin', think you clever

H-how many drinks before I make it to a stretcher?
How hard do you think it's 'sposed to rain fore' it get better?
H-how many links before I make it to your dresser?
How hard do you think? You finna make a fire jet
H-how many drinks until I make it to a stretcher?
How hard do you think it's 'sposed to rain fore' it get better?
H-how many links before I make it to your dresser?
How hard do you think? You finna make a fire jet
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Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

I'ma set the mood, if she come through, she won't forget
H-how many drinks before your chain look like my necklace?
I-I can't even think, too many strains that I ingested
I-I'ma eat this food while you complaining, ain't invested
Lil' bro you ain't this cool, you lookin' strange around the legend
And I ain't tryna be rude, man, I just pray you get the message
She want me be her boo, she wanna take me out the trenches
And yeah I'm lightin' ooh-ooh, please don't hate me for my preference
Lil' bro, how you a shooter with no play? That shit impressive
Lil' bro, you can't get loot without no patience, take a second
And I done did commuting through the rain, can't remember
This on me wasn't ruthless, they gon' change my favorite memory
I ride with you through it, now I say your name forever
Outside with the troop, if you playin', think you clever

H-how many drinks before I make it to a stretcher?
How hard do you think it's 'sposed to rain fore' it get better?
H-how many links before I make it to your dresser?
How hard do you think? You finna make a fire jet
H-how many drinks until I make it to a stretcher?
How hard do you think it's 'sposed to rain fore' it get better?
H-how many links before I make it to your dresser?
How hard do you think? You finna make a fire jet
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Writer: Michael Bonema
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