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Break From Ery1 Video (MV)




Performed By: MoFwea
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Mo Ettedgui




MoFwea - Break From Ery1 Lyrics
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Yeah, baow yeah
Fwea, That Moroccan yeah
Mm mm
I took a break from everyone else to show myself I got myself
I needed help, nobody came to hold the cell outside the cell
I went to rehab acting like I was gon be back bro could tell
Around the pipe, I never touched it or smoked but I know the smell
She tell me I'll be missing you, I'm coming home she want to puff on daddy
I could tell you don't got ADD, quick to give up the addy
Anyone who test me they'll lay and you can't duck the Cali
Stand on biz so much, know you can't stand me less you f*cking Paki
Head so fire feel like a pacifier walking past a fire
I don't crack no smile, but I break faces and I'll crack a smile
I'ma see how far that Rari gets, but I don't rap like Rylo
Only time I'm ever holding back is when I crack her spinal
Yeah I'm clutching on that love handle give me love bitch
I whip it out open your mouth let's see how long that tongue get
Mind of an adult but the way I'm moving like a young jit
Drip by the pail, I look like I ain't see sun yet
Test me and this chop will annoy you, ain't from Chicago
Double M C Moroccan Music Collective, that's the motto
Say she want to f*ck before they deport her I turn to Otto
I'm a man of W's, man you L you ain't got shit on auto
Yeah, I'm Jonny Depp made a bag off a hoe
I made her swallow it, she look like she got strep in the back of her throat
Yeah yeah, and I'm a vet when it come to the dough
Don't f*ck with my dawg don't pull up on him he'll bring a Tec when he come to the door
I took a break from everyone else to show myself I got myself
I needed help, nobody came to hold the cell outside the cell
I went to rehab acting like I was gon be back bro could tell
Around the pipe, I never touched it or smoked but I know the smell
Hoes look at me and think I'm a veggie I make them leak
You got muscles like a 7 day period bitch you weak
I walked out like a bum on purpose, see if that bitch still a freak
But it just my damn swag these hoes would die to get to see it
I told her man I'm her brother that bitch gon keep it in the fam
Pork and ham, if it ain't about money you get put in spam
Your like 30 acting real girly don't even play for the Rams
I don't celebrate I hustle, hope my B-day understand yeah
Don't get me wrong I hate L's and I love W's
But I hang around One of One's can't hang if there's a double you
Bitch, I'm born damn near mid July yet I be benching heavy ass weights it's just the gym and I
I'm on my Fanta shit my name carbonated as f*ck
Fwea fizzing all over the city hating ass punk
You out here smoking woods with fent in it, taste your last blunt
Bitch I ain't come to hear your life story shake your ass slut
I'm only One person, trying to wack me your ass would done it
I wouldn't play the game with me, I'll f*ck around and Wack 100
Getting green by the bay Eddie Lacy know that pack I'm running
Talk my shit so much, f*cked up my teeth I know that plaque is coming
I took a break from everyone else to show myself I got myself
I needed help, nobody came to hold the cell outside the cell
I went to rehab acting like I was gon be back bro could tell
Around the pipe, I never touched it or smoked but I know the smell
That Moroccan
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English

Yeah, baow yeah
Fwea, That Moroccan yeah
Mm mm
I took a break from everyone else to show myself I got myself
I needed help, nobody came to hold the cell outside the cell
I went to rehab acting like I was gon be back bro could tell
Around the pipe, I never touched it or smoked but I know the smell
She tell me I'll be missing you, I'm coming home she want to puff on daddy
I could tell you don't got ADD, quick to give up the addy
Anyone who test me they'll lay and you can't duck the Cali
Stand on biz so much, know you can't stand me less you f*cking Paki
Head so fire feel like a pacifier walking past a fire
I don't crack no smile, but I break faces and I'll crack a smile
I'ma see how far that Rari gets, but I don't rap like Rylo
Only time I'm ever holding back is when I crack her spinal
Yeah I'm clutching on that love handle give me love bitch
I whip it out open your mouth let's see how long that tongue get
Mind of an adult but the way I'm moving like a young jit
Drip by the pail, I look like I ain't see sun yet
Test me and this chop will annoy you, ain't from Chicago
Double M C Moroccan Music Collective, that's the motto
Say she want to f*ck before they deport her I turn to Otto
I'm a man of W's, man you L you ain't got shit on auto
Yeah, I'm Jonny Depp made a bag off a hoe
I made her swallow it, she look like she got strep in the back of her throat
Yeah yeah, and I'm a vet when it come to the dough
Don't f*ck with my dawg don't pull up on him he'll bring a Tec when he come to the door
I took a break from everyone else to show myself I got myself
I needed help, nobody came to hold the cell outside the cell
I went to rehab acting like I was gon be back bro could tell
Around the pipe, I never touched it or smoked but I know the smell
Hoes look at me and think I'm a veggie I make them leak
You got muscles like a 7 day period bitch you weak
I walked out like a bum on purpose, see if that bitch still a freak
But it just my damn swag these hoes would die to get to see it
I told her man I'm her brother that bitch gon keep it in the fam
Pork and ham, if it ain't about money you get put in spam
Your like 30 acting real girly don't even play for the Rams
I don't celebrate I hustle, hope my B-day understand yeah
Don't get me wrong I hate L's and I love W's
But I hang around One of One's can't hang if there's a double you
Bitch, I'm born damn near mid July yet I be benching heavy ass weights it's just the gym and I
I'm on my Fanta shit my name carbonated as f*ck
Fwea fizzing all over the city hating ass punk
You out here smoking woods with fent in it, taste your last blunt
Bitch I ain't come to hear your life story shake your ass slut
I'm only One person, trying to wack me your ass would done it
I wouldn't play the game with me, I'll f*ck around and Wack 100
Getting green by the bay Eddie Lacy know that pack I'm running
Talk my shit so much, f*cked up my teeth I know that plaque is coming
I took a break from everyone else to show myself I got myself
I needed help, nobody came to hold the cell outside the cell
I went to rehab acting like I was gon be back bro could tell
Around the pipe, I never touched it or smoked but I know the smell
That Moroccan
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Writer: Mo Ettedgui
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