Woah 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, USPA
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

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