Letra de ' Moochie (feat. The Alchemist) ' de Boldy James

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Concreatures
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I nickname everything nickname Moochie
My dank Mary Jane and my big chain Julie
A deuce is a split, a baby is a Stuey
A kilo is a brick, a quarter is a cutie
If you telling, you a snitch, county is the skidooski
A sentence is a bit, the prison is the hoopski
A shooter is a goonie, flick is a whole clip
On some motion picture shit, take you to see a movie
A square is a loosie, a pistol is a throwaway
On a good day, ayy, you can call me Juicy J
You a fake nigga, U-S-P-A
Polo with two men on a horse, that mean you niggas gay
I call my wife sunshine 'cause when I'm feeling gray
Like my son eyes, she always brighten up my day
I'm from the dark side, call it the dead giveaway
Gotta be alert at all times, triple A

Boldy Blocks

Nickname Moochie, nickname Moochie (Kings)
I nickname everything nickname Moochie (Check me out)

Me, I'm a Concreature, I call guns heaters
AK is the chopper, I call my nine Nina
And my Glock E-40 and The Click
Errol Flynn-ing in the spot like, "Detroit, we in this bitch"
What up, though? Going hand in hand is hustling
And of course, a grand is a band of brothers
I call acting brand new frontin', bitch, please
Really all I need
Is pussy, weed, liquor, brand new money, and my revolver, call it my mag
If a bitch still walking, I call her a strag
When I got the birds in, they callin 'em slabs
When I got the work in, I call it the bag
Shit niggas stole from me, they callin' it swag
That's a different kind of person, we call 'em a fag
I fucked my money up, spent all of my cash
At the bar still splurging, they call it a tab

Nickname Moochie, nickname Moochie
I nickname everything nickname Moochie