Jay Beretta - In Tha Mood 2 Lyrics

I'm in the mood for a real one
Pistol on her shorty known to conceal one
Sick how we getting off
I be swooping up late she be getting off
She be dancing on the night shift
Know I keep the blick tight as a vice grip
Shirt open Louie loafer Miami Vice shit
Type of nigga that will take a trip OT right quick
Hit her when I land shorty think that I'm a flight risk
She pull up good Kash Doll
bossed up got her cash strong
She stay on her grind and shit
That's why she stay on my mind and shit
She be hustling all the time I'm on that same type of time and shit
These niggas know who not to try it with
If niggas get up out of line I'll put these niggas back in line quick real quick
Drop the top and we come alive and shit
I treat her better and I know that money make the pussy wetter
Uhh
Money make her cum I make her I cum too
Star Player might make a wish come true
You know I play love and war like Sun Tzu
You know if you bout that action you should come through
Feeling myself
Yeah
I know you feel me too
Motor City nigga
Yeah
I took a different route
You got some bad friends baby bring em through
Them niggas you been hearing bout lately that's the crew

This shit got me in the mood for a real bitch
Body real sick
Gotta talk alil slick
Job still legit
Still will take a little risk
That's the type that get that ring that'll sprain her wrist
The type that's down bad with you won't complain a bit
Hook a steak up quick
Know just how to take the dick
Yeah
That's the type you lacing up in drip
Hit her with the plan she fuck around and tape a brick
Hit her with some cash she fuck around and make it flip
Back to back I got the 12 shorty take the 6
I just counted out 12 I let her play with 6
Making sure I get them angles when I take her pics
You Feeling yourself girl
You know I feel ya too
Got money and a lot of things we can get into
If we Audi 4 rings that we sit into
Know your ex probably see this shit and feel miserable
Everything I do is physical
scale digital
When I speak it sound biblical
clip extendable
Bad bitches in my living room
It's unintentional
My niggas grab em and they bring em through
That's how I'm living boo
Thuggin
In something with the top dropped that's way out of your budget
1000 miles away but this is not Vanessa Hudgens
Them Cathedral ceilings got you really out here buggin
But really that shit nothing
We headed into newer levels
Life a chess game but I love them Louie checkers
Biscayne off the water we might do the sweaters
High fashion low key in case the police sweat us
We ain't gon ever let up
& she know me I like to play the game low key
Pistol On air a nigga like a slow leak
Still grinding way harder don't get no sleep
She know I always had an old soul now I'm the OG