Mood Swings Lyrics – Dot Cromwell
Singer: Dot Cromwell
Title: Mood Swings
Chorus
All this I’m making off manifestation
But don’t get it twisted the work ethic sick
All of them faking, I need a vacation
Before I send one on a trip
I wish that meetings was calls
Calls was just text
Text was just emails that never got sent
You running bags or you running your lips
I need some sand and her hand on my {Beep}
Nothing that you see is how it seem now
Really just a dollar and a dream now
Play me if you want in the meanwhile
My n#gg#s pull your number that’s on speed dial
What’s content without context
Bring it full circle vision convex
Baby I was running with the convicts
Coppas coming we was running from the crown vic
{Skrrrrttt}
Pull up in the bombed out Grand Am
Shorty got that p#ss# popping on a handstand
Praying that the boys don’t f#ck with me
I had a felony inside the trunk with me
Now, new life doing new things
Yeah, new vice it’s a new lane
Yeah, new flights it’s a new plane
But, my mood swing like a mood ring
Bridge
I’m out of office to whom it concerns
I make the rules up cuz b#tch it’s my turn
Violate my peace when you step on my turf
f#ck a not safe for work, b#tch you not safe on earth
Feel the same I respect that
Hmm
You complain I reject that
Hmm
Out your lane gotta step back
Asking me to clarify it, but it’s just that
Chorus
All this I’m making off manifestation
But don’t get it twisted the work ethic sick
All of them faking, I need a vacation
Before I send one on a trip
I wish that meetings was calls
Calls was just text
Text was just emails that never got sent
You running bags or you running your lips
I need some sand and her hand on my {Beep}
Phone Call (Rj Bundles)
Hey guys sorry couldn’t answer the phone right now
Please leave a message after the…
Wait, matter-a-fact f#ck that, ha
Don’t leave a message after the beep
We outside, n#gg#s ain’t in the house okay
We’re on vacation, you heard
We popping like toasters red rover red rover
Bring that kitty over and sit on my lap
Pulling her closer massaging her shoulders
I kill like a cobra once I get the scent
Drown in her aroma skin color mocha
Shaped like a cola but taste like mimosas
Ripped off her toga then stretched her like yoga
And drank her like soda then fell in a coma
Woke up in a room by a beach in Tulum
With a sweet young thing she my little macaroon
Blowing good like balloons with the sun setting soon
She was hungry for a taste so I fed her like a spoon
Got her dripping like we came out the lagoon
Blowing kisses to her moon till her sunflower bloomed
I was moved by the scent of her perfume
Took a break then resumed
Then I buried my shroom in her womb like a tomb
Got her gassed like a lamp light
Hand running down her thigh that’s a landslide
Shorty I’m a rock the boat till it capsize
Got her leaving on a high like a high five
I know you’re blue in the face
Cause you used all your vacation days
But when they bounce back like a backboard
I’ll be waiting here on a lear with your passport (uh)
Chorus/Outro
All this I’m making off manifestation
I needed a switch
All of them faking, I took a vacation
Still on my sh#t
Meeting is…you know the rest
Shouldn’t be sent
I took some pictures I couldn’t forget
One minute back and they still on my {Beep}
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