Mojo Jojo lyrics

by

​boolymon


I go ape like Mojo Jojo
Talkin' money that's my mojo
I got three chops, just like Zoro
In the field like Tony Romo
Glocks gon' flash, don't take no photos
Sippin Wok, you see the logo
Roll up wood, I smoke Biscotti
Blow yo block up, Kamikaze
Put 4 holes in you-

We giving free smoke, like it's Candy
b*tch this Acorn, not no Brandi
Turn you to roadkill, like Bambi
My plug white, her name is Nancy
My plug white, I call her Granny
Pinky up, I pour up fancy

You tried to flex, but it was a fail
If I talk to a Fed, send me to hell
I get the pounds, it broke the scale
Talkin' bout' gas, you don't want hail
Batman Coupe, like Christian Bale
Glock on my side, like Sonic and Tails
Mask on my face, leave no trail
5.56 could kill a Whale
I go ape like Mojo Jojo
Talkin' money, that's my mojo
I got three chops, just like Zoro
In the field like Tony Romo
Glocks gon' flash, don't take no photos
Sippin Wok, you see the logo
Roll up wood, I smoke Biscotti
Blow yo' block up, Kamikaze

Put 4 holes in you, like Audi
[?] just like Koni
Got a Glock, and this sh*t glossy
Big ass gun, it's kinda Scrawny
Asian b*tch on me, like Nani
That boy ran soon as he saw me
Getting money, n*ggas salty
Shoot the fiend, he look like Zombie
n*ggas dumbasses, like Donkey
I wear alyx, not no Tommy

b*tch I'm stunting, Kick Buttowski
That Pear look like Mike Wazowski
b*tch we Foreign, like Ginóbili
I don't trust n*ggas, they phony
Only trust me, call me Tony
Served the fiend, now his mouth foamy
That means that Mothaf*cka' Od'd
b*tch I'm a Villian, like Loki
F&N, my pocket poking
Laugh to the Bank, like I'm joking
Put up on him, he start choking
Red Dot on the chop, I scope in
Spent a bag just on some clothing
f*ck the P, n*gga I'm rollin'

We giving free smoke, like it's Candy
b*tch this Acorn, not no Brandi
Turn you to roadkill, like Bambi
My plug white, her name is Nancy
My plug white, I call her Granny
Pinky up, I pour up fancy

You tried to flex, but it was a fail
If I talk to a Fed, send me to hell
I get the pounds, it broke the scale
Talkin' bout' gas, you don't want hail
Batman Coupe, like Christian Bale
Glock on my side, like Sonic and Tails
Mask on my face, leave no trail
5.56 could kill a Whale
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