Mood Swings
Pop Smoke feat. Lil Tjay
Titel
Mood Swings
Lengte
3:33
Componist(en)
Bashar Jackson · Tione Merritt · Deandre Sumpter · Omar Gomez
Producer(s)
Beat Menace, Dizzy Banko
Engineer(s)
Jess Jackson, Corey "Cutz" Nutile / Technische assistentie: Sage Skofield
Mixage
Jess Jackson / Assistant Mixer: Sean Solymar, Rose Adams
Platenlabel
Victor Victor
Hoogste positie UK
5
Hoogste positie US
17
Album
Shoot for the Stars Aim for the Moon
Songtekst
Mood swings
Oh, you ain't know I could sing
Oh, oh, oh
Hahaha (Yeah)
Shorty a lil' baddie (She a lil' baddie)
Shorty my lil' boo thing (Boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I fuck without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
Cause I don't kiss and tell (Kiss and tell)
Every time I fuck, she call me daddy
My lil' mama nasty
I see the pussy through the panties (Whatever you want)
She taste like candy
She a queen, like Nefertiti
Uh oh, my lil' mama sittin' pretty
And we be shoppin' through the city (Oh, oh)
I gave her keys to the Bentley (Whoa, whoa)
Get off your knees
You don't gotta cry to me
I'm your best friend
Baby, you don't gotta lie
I'll get you everything
That you want and that you need
From Chanel to Celine
It's on you to decide
Valentino, yeah
I put you in the best
Start liftin' up your dress
Start kissin' on your neck (Oh no, no)
Start rubbin' on your butt
Start massagin' your breasts
I ain't wanna give you a baby just yet
So I backed out and nutted on your breasts
I put you in a Uber (Uber)
And sent you to your bed (Oh)
The very next day (Oh)
You sent me a text (Oh)
You pulled up to the crib
And we did it again (Oh, oh)
Shorty a lil' baddie (She a lil' baddie)
Shorty my lil' boo thing (Boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I fuck without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
Cause I don't kiss and tell (Ooh)
You know, I never found love
Until I looked into your eyes (Until I looked into your eyes)
First time blushin'
I ain't even gon' lie (Ain't even gon' lie)
Four rounds in
Leavin' bruises on your thighs
You the only bitch
Could make me spin off on the guys
And the only bitch
That make me wanna nut when I'm inside
It's your vibe
Leave with me, you gettin' high
Girl, ain't bitches fuckin' wit' you
Even if they tried
She a tsunami
I ain't never felt it dry
Close my eyes while I sleep
Hope you be there when I wake
Honestly
I feel the vibe we have is great
And if there's something in your mind
You can tell me
And if I told you what's on mine
Would you help me
You gon' see the bigger picture
It's just gon' take time
Just because you mine
I'ma keep you lookin' like a dime
Ain't no imperfections
Girl, you fine
Baby, what's your sign
I hope you ain't against the slow grind
Work, work, it's me and you
Me and you
Keep it silent
There ain't nothin' we can't do
Through the storm, baby
We can make it through
Why you actin' brand new
You know you my lil' boo, yeah
Got up on my Birkin
It's workin'
She said she a virgin
It's hurtin'
She my biggest fan
She always lurkin'
And she know I'm a man
I'ma put that work in
I know she can't stand me
I'm fancy
So I'ma bring her out
When I get my Grammy
Late night sex
She can't find her panties
Couldn't hold it in
Now she need a plan B
Shorty a lil' baddie
She my lil' boo thing
And shorty got the fatty (Shorty got the fatty)
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I fuck without a rubber
I nutted on her covers
And I kept it undercover
Cause I don't kiss and tell
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