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415 Nights Video (MV)




Performed By: 1801 Mudi
Language: English
Length: 3:26
Written by: Christopher Collins




1801 Mudi - 415 Nights Lyrics




Look, Mr.Breakthatbitch
Shout out to the bay

Yea I said I'm mr break that bitch
In my section going up with a hoe Too thic
Mr. I don't even know the bitch
Get this california dome while I Smoke my shit

You mad at the the bitch already Messed up on yo pimpin
Blue on me like the pistons told her I Was different
Ex was a fed and I wasn't doin no Shipping
Nigga got wrong wit me chip and Dale yeah I stripped em

I was taught to stay alert, nigga Never lac, pass them sticks like Batons
Law enforcement took the Straps, funny how yo pockets cheesy
When you is the Mac, her booty Lookin like it's full of starch like Some slacks

Love and basketball, my bitch a ball Like Brittany grinner
Yo bitch sorry Wit the head call her blac Chyna,
She be playing wit her noise messing Up her sinus, niggas hating on Another nigga some vaginas,

Hit her with this plus, pockets never Yook a minus
I be all in her jaw like Some spearmint trident
Nigga tryna Wide wave but can't catch the tidal
Heavy weight on these beat knoc it Out like a nigga Tyson

I... can't love the bitch, you'll do Anything just to touch the bitch
I... Can't love the Bitch, in a tuc spot And I'm running up them ends
You.... on Sucka shit, you be on one Knee tryna Love bitch
I... can't fuc Wit it, you'll Get x'd out showing Love and shit

No offense to my queens
Yea I'm talking bout these bitches, Queens see the bigger picture, and That's definitely a difference

Y'all be out fuccin on these yamps, it Be burning when you pissing (Hahah)
You gone never catch me slipping

Two fucs?
I can't give one
Fuc the new thing
I can't fuc around wit mood swings
Everybody can't be outchea kiccin Shit like Lukecane
Y'all make my head hurt Fuccin Migraine
I'm at after hours fuccin on my new Flame
I'm in Atlanta throwing rackaids at Blue flames

I can't love the Bitch
Tlc I'm the mr. no scrubs a bitch
Bottle service you ordering ace of Spades
I like all colors queens like we Playing spades
I can't fuc a broke hoe like I'm nuder Spade
She remember me Nigga that was Bac in the day
Im tryna get wit Sheona
Sheona melonie
Drinking tonic with the simply Lemonade
Niggas wanna play niggas wanna Play
Fuc around with me nigga imma Catch a stain

I... can't love the bitch, you'll do Anything just to touch the bitch
I... Can't love the Bitch, in a tuc spot and I'm running up them ends
You... on Sucka shit, you be on one knee tryna Love bitch
I... can't fuc wit it, you'll Get x'd out showing love and shit

MR.BREAKTHATBITCH!
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Look, Mr.Breakthatbitch
Shout out to the bay

Yea I said I'm mr break that bitch
In my section going up with a hoe Too thic
Mr. I don't even know the bitch
Get this california dome while I Smoke my shit

You mad at the the bitch already Messed up on yo pimpin
Blue on me like the pistons told her I Was different
Ex was a fed and I wasn't doin no Shipping
Nigga got wrong wit me chip and Dale yeah I stripped em

I was taught to stay alert, nigga Never lac, pass them sticks like Batons
Law enforcement took the Straps, funny how yo pockets cheesy
When you is the Mac, her booty Lookin like it's full of starch like Some slacks

Love and basketball, my bitch a ball Like Brittany grinner
Yo bitch sorry Wit the head call her blac Chyna,
She be playing wit her noise messing Up her sinus, niggas hating on Another nigga some vaginas,

Hit her with this plus, pockets never Yook a minus
I be all in her jaw like Some spearmint trident
Nigga tryna Wide wave but can't catch the tidal
Heavy weight on these beat knoc it Out like a nigga Tyson

I... can't love the bitch, you'll do Anything just to touch the bitch
I... Can't love the Bitch, in a tuc spot And I'm running up them ends
You.... on Sucka shit, you be on one Knee tryna Love bitch
I... can't fuc Wit it, you'll Get x'd out showing Love and shit

No offense to my queens
Yea I'm talking bout these bitches, Queens see the bigger picture, and That's definitely a difference

Y'all be out fuccin on these yamps, it Be burning when you pissing (Hahah)
You gone never catch me slipping

Two fucs?
I can't give one
Fuc the new thing
I can't fuc around wit mood swings
Everybody can't be outchea kiccin Shit like Lukecane
Y'all make my head hurt Fuccin Migraine
I'm at after hours fuccin on my new Flame
I'm in Atlanta throwing rackaids at Blue flames

I can't love the Bitch
Tlc I'm the mr. no scrubs a bitch
Bottle service you ordering ace of Spades
I like all colors queens like we Playing spades
I can't fuc a broke hoe like I'm nuder Spade
She remember me Nigga that was Bac in the day
Im tryna get wit Sheona
Sheona melonie
Drinking tonic with the simply Lemonade
Niggas wanna play niggas wanna Play
Fuc around with me nigga imma Catch a stain

I... can't love the bitch, you'll do Anything just to touch the bitch
I... Can't love the Bitch, in a tuc spot and I'm running up them ends
You... on Sucka shit, you be on one knee tryna Love bitch
I... can't fuc wit it, you'll Get x'd out showing love and shit

MR.BREAKTHATBITCH!
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Writer: Christopher Collins
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