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Mo Cars Mo Hoes Lyrics

[Fabolous]
Guess who? It's Loso

You know I rhyme a few bars so I could buy a few cars
Kick a few flows so I could get a few hoes (x3)
[Fabolous]
I get bored quick, I switch cars every 5 days
It looks like a traffic jam in my driveway
Got em b**per 2 b**per, they come with the lumber
(Wood grain) '07 and '06, I'm jumpin da numbers (Yes)
She thumbin her number (Yes), I hump her and dump her (Yes)
Make her gimme head face like she pumpin a jumper
They know I'm hood rich, Donald Trump of the pumpers
I run with the shooters, Forest Gump with the dumpers
Lambo Loso flyin spur spiz
Got ya b**** on the right, she mindin her biz
You ain't never seen a face fine as hers is
Ya lame a** probably home mindin her kids
Bad a** son say all kind of curses
Grown daughter wearin heels and designer purses
I probably wheel em past
20's pokin out tires Ya Robin William a**
Playin Mrs. Doubtfire, you get ya mouth wired like a money transfer
You call my phone again, I might just let ya honey answer
House full of hoes, They call me the bunny rancher
The young Dennis Hoff, holla at me when it's soft (b****)
[Freck Billionaire]
Ha Ha, Ya'll know who it is
The make it rain man, Mr. Dustin Hoffman himself
West Philly Freck, Street Fam, Sizzle records, C.B.L
Ya'll know what it is, I got that cranberry thing parked outside right now
With that oatmeal inside Like ya cereal bowl in the mornin n****
Let's do it, West Philly

Ya need a mule 4 the work n****, I kno masses
This little b**** named Jackie, We call her oat n a****
And we don't use the bank n****, We do it old fashioned
Right on top of the box spring
No matress King size, But right now it's full of cash
n***** call me the dentist, They know I pull it fast
I know you hatin n***** wanna let ya bullets blast
The SLR fully armored, With da bullet glass
I got my cleets on, You'll never catch me slippin black
Red white and blue tags, call em the Diplomats
It's a fact, You would think I had immunity
I came from a hood n**** not a community
Trump Tower, you ain't got the same room as me
I spray ya whole click, killin ya'll in unity
Philly Freck got more bars more flows (Mo Cars Mo Hoes)
If it cost a quarter mill, then trust me ya boy got it
It cost a hundred thou, Trust me I boycott it
We make it rain in the club, them other dudes cheap
I pass dat paper out, sort of like it's looseleaf
[Freck talking]
Ya'll know what the f*** this is n**** Street Family n****
C.B.L city of brotherly love n****..
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