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VooDoo Video (MV)




Performed By: Mory
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Emory Butler




Mory - VooDoo Lyrics
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I'm in the telly with some of the baddest bitches, they ready to give in
Don't bring a handgun to a fist fight, man all them lil' niggas be trippin
Rappers at the top, man they shit getting weaker
Metro kid, bass booming out the speaker
You can't see me, child of a Cena
I took ya' bitch, if you ask, I ain't seen her
Get to the point, I ain't talking bout a Cedar
Neck so cold like I took it out the freezer
Two knees down, I'mma bless her like a preacher
Booty so big I was about to have a seizure
Disappear, disappear, double A, black magic
Drip down, drip out, swervin', automatic
Freaky biddy gone suck me up, she want a ring, I can't have it
F*ck niggas gone hate on me, when I blow up, I'mma stay laughing
I'm in the telly with some of the baddest bitches, they ready to give in
Bib on my neck, f*ck a snack, all these women some meals, I'm bout to dig in and
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
Don't bring a handgun to a fist fight, man all them lil' niggas be trippin
Penthouse apartment, one hell of a night, man I love the way how I'm living, won't
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
I spent a bag on a bitch, yeah she get whatever
PJ to Turks and Caicos whenever
VVS Neck, drip down in Versace
She like the ink tatted all on my body
These f*ck niggas can't see me (uh)
Weird ass niggas wanna be me
Competition can't beat me (uh)
This ain't a test, can't cheat me
If she wet like the ocean, I'mma dive in like a seal, no navy
No matter what, I'mma wrap it up, told a lil' hoe, we ain't having no babies
Honorable mention when I hit the C Note
Blow all my money, win more at casino
High as f*ck, everybody ask, "Can I see?" No
Bad lil' bitch mixed with Black and Filipino
I'm in the telly with some of the baddest bitches, they ready to give in
Bib on my neck, f*ck a snack, all these women some meals, I'm bout to dig in and
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
Don't bring a handgun to a fist fight, man all them lil' niggas be trippin
Penthouse apartment, one hell of a night, man I love the way how I'm living, won't
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
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I'm in the telly with some of the baddest bitches, they ready to give in
Don't bring a handgun to a fist fight, man all them lil' niggas be trippin
Rappers at the top, man they shit getting weaker
Metro kid, bass booming out the speaker
You can't see me, child of a Cena
I took ya' bitch, if you ask, I ain't seen her
Get to the point, I ain't talking bout a Cedar
Neck so cold like I took it out the freezer
Two knees down, I'mma bless her like a preacher
Booty so big I was about to have a seizure
Disappear, disappear, double A, black magic
Drip down, drip out, swervin', automatic
Freaky biddy gone suck me up, she want a ring, I can't have it
F*ck niggas gone hate on me, when I blow up, I'mma stay laughing
I'm in the telly with some of the baddest bitches, they ready to give in
Bib on my neck, f*ck a snack, all these women some meals, I'm bout to dig in and
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
Don't bring a handgun to a fist fight, man all them lil' niggas be trippin
Penthouse apartment, one hell of a night, man I love the way how I'm living, won't
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
I spent a bag on a bitch, yeah she get whatever
PJ to Turks and Caicos whenever
VVS Neck, drip down in Versace
She like the ink tatted all on my body
These f*ck niggas can't see me (uh)
Weird ass niggas wanna be me
Competition can't beat me (uh)
This ain't a test, can't cheat me
If she wet like the ocean, I'mma dive in like a seal, no navy
No matter what, I'mma wrap it up, told a lil' hoe, we ain't having no babies
Honorable mention when I hit the C Note
Blow all my money, win more at casino
High as f*ck, everybody ask, "Can I see?" No
Bad lil' bitch mixed with Black and Filipino
I'm in the telly with some of the baddest bitches, they ready to give in
Bib on my neck, f*ck a snack, all these women some meals, I'm bout to dig in and
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
Don't bring a handgun to a fist fight, man all them lil' niggas be trippin
Penthouse apartment, one hell of a night, man I love the way how I'm living, won't
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
F*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah), f*ck it up (yeah)
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
I'm moving shit in the wild wild west
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Writer: Emory Butler
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