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Sobriety Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Mory
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Emory Butler, Kendall Rice




Mory - Sobriety Freestyle Lyrics
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Hit that bih from the side like
Hit that bih from the side like
Hit from the bih from the side like
Watching, I'm talking Sideline huh yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hit that big from the side like (uh)
Watching, I'm talking Sideline, uh
Connect to the plug, wifi (uh)
Watching a movie, sci-fi (uh)
It's not an act when I hear it from the back
Heard a little noise, wheeze (yeah)
Hitting my dance in the coochie
Kitty achoo (bless you) sneeze (yuh)
(Pray)
That nigga not straight, he gay (fruity)
I'm checking the weather like Ray
She built just like a potato, no lay
(Yuh)
Lay in the bed
Hit from the back, under the red (under the red)
Shout out my homeboy, his name is Red
(Reggie, Reggie)
I shot at his head, bitch nigga dead
(Huh)
Nigga, you heard what I said
(You heard what I said)
Kick, clap
Bustin' that uey all up in a scat
(I'm with that bitch!)
But, biddy a baddie
Girl send me that addy
Pull up in a caddy
No, up in a rover
I bend that bitch over
She came off the liq'
She ain't come over sober
(Oh oh yeah)
Yuh
(Yuh, Yuh)
Yuh, she ain't come over sober
I hop in my Jeep, no, I hop in my Rover
We caught is ahh lacking he in a Toyota (grrah)
I get to the green, got me feelin' like Yoda (like yoda)
He came with his kid, so we shot at his stroller
(His kids)
Yuh, yuh
We shot at his kids
(Yuh)
He a baby we gave his ahh bib
She got me hard like I'm taking class, trig (okay)
I pulled it out and she said it was big
He tried to run, so we shot at his lid (bow)
I'm totin' that heat, let me go find a mit
They thought I was Groot how I came with that stick (a stick)
I'm drippin' that fashion, I'm band on the fit (a fit)
No, this ain't Converse, I'm rockin' that Rick (that rick)
Not talkin' TikTok, I came with them blicks (blicks)
If she in my DM, guaranteed she get hit (hit)
She said, "Ken I taste, can I get me a lick?"
(A lick)
Yuh, "Can I get me a sample?"
He was talkin' crazy, so we shot at his temple (temple)
Talk down on that gang, you get blown, simple (simple)
He get popped in the face, pimple
Yeah, my name Ken, for long, Kendall
(Yuh, yuh)
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Hit that bih from the side like
Hit that bih from the side like
Hit from the bih from the side like
Watching, I'm talking Sideline huh yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hit that big from the side like (uh)
Watching, I'm talking Sideline, uh
Connect to the plug, wifi (uh)
Watching a movie, sci-fi (uh)
It's not an act when I hear it from the back
Heard a little noise, wheeze (yeah)
Hitting my dance in the coochie
Kitty achoo (bless you) sneeze (yuh)
(Pray)
That nigga not straight, he gay (fruity)
I'm checking the weather like Ray
She built just like a potato, no lay
(Yuh)
Lay in the bed
Hit from the back, under the red (under the red)
Shout out my homeboy, his name is Red
(Reggie, Reggie)
I shot at his head, bitch nigga dead
(Huh)
Nigga, you heard what I said
(You heard what I said)
Kick, clap
Bustin' that uey all up in a scat
(I'm with that bitch!)
But, biddy a baddie
Girl send me that addy
Pull up in a caddy
No, up in a rover
I bend that bitch over
She came off the liq'
She ain't come over sober
(Oh oh yeah)
Yuh
(Yuh, Yuh)
Yuh, she ain't come over sober
I hop in my Jeep, no, I hop in my Rover
We caught is ahh lacking he in a Toyota (grrah)
I get to the green, got me feelin' like Yoda (like yoda)
He came with his kid, so we shot at his stroller
(His kids)
Yuh, yuh
We shot at his kids
(Yuh)
He a baby we gave his ahh bib
She got me hard like I'm taking class, trig (okay)
I pulled it out and she said it was big
He tried to run, so we shot at his lid (bow)
I'm totin' that heat, let me go find a mit
They thought I was Groot how I came with that stick (a stick)
I'm drippin' that fashion, I'm band on the fit (a fit)
No, this ain't Converse, I'm rockin' that Rick (that rick)
Not talkin' TikTok, I came with them blicks (blicks)
If she in my DM, guaranteed she get hit (hit)
She said, "Ken I taste, can I get me a lick?"
(A lick)
Yuh, "Can I get me a sample?"
He was talkin' crazy, so we shot at his temple (temple)
Talk down on that gang, you get blown, simple (simple)
He get popped in the face, pimple
Yeah, my name Ken, for long, Kendall
(Yuh, yuh)
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Writer: Emory Butler, Kendall Rice
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