The Moon lyrics

Hook : Hopped in the pus*y then hopped in the stu
She wanted to f*ck guess dreams come true
Leave a b*tch in the rain .. uh .. ja rule
Juice lord sippin rose by the pool
Disrespect the gang slap him with tool
Put a n*gga up there like the moon [Repeat 2x]

Verse : pull up on his block like I live there
I get real high and I’m still there
Leave a n*gga up there like the moon
I pop xan .. ooo
Break on that b*tch won’t spoon
I brought the splash feel like typhoon
These n*ggas square like new rooms
Designer boxers no fruit of looms
I walk with the chopper like vacuum (on god!)
Uh uh I can not cuff on no ho
Spend no doe
b*tch I want the brain think some mo
Hillard pack b*tch I’m blowing that real dope
White b*tch same color as an envelope
Wavy like I’m swerving a sailboat
Pass my blunt to her n*gga hell no
I’m so ahead you n*ggas ain’t even close
Hitta lic on that b*tch she ain’t even know
Fukuduku boy that ain’t real gold
Yeah dodey cane ... all black charger I feel like Bruce wayne
Wokhardt I ain’t sippin no champagne
Juice world b*tches joining the campaign
[hook]