Lil Wayne - Mula Komin In (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Wayne - Mula Komin In (en) Lyrics
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Hold up, like (Keyboard)
Why you stealin' me and my twin's
swag? You're goin' broke, boys
Hell nah, I can't go that way, no
I'm just laughin' to the
bank, yeah, yeah
The mula comin' in, yeah, yeah
I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah
The mula comin' in, yeah
The mula, the mula
I know some niggas shoot
at your medulla
Rick Owens shirt, I'm flyer
Rick Owens kicks, I'm fire
Expensive weed, I'm higher than you
I'm tired of you
Yeah, I hit send, then
I'm tired of you
She knows what I'm doin', don't
gotta prove my pockets blue
But my brother cup is red too (Red)
All-black Hellcat, but the inside
red like Deadpool (All red)
Yeah, all-black, bitch upgraded,
not tryna say it 'cause
we gon' shoot you
First, call up them young niggas
that do the worst, yeah
I think my twin just popped
a Perc', hold up, yeah
I just paid a thousand for
this coat, hell yeah
I'm sippin' Shardai, the benefits
of bein' with a player
Rockin' all black every
day like a raven
Fuck that lil' bankroll you got in your
pockets, my fit cost more, yeah
Fuck that lil' bitch, baby girl, I'll
pull up in a Porsche (Skrrt)
I accidentally pulled your bitch
'cause I broke the score, yeah
I'm just gettin' to this money
like it's a chore, huh, yeah
I'm just gettin' to the money
like it's a chore, lil' Mula
Hold up, like
The mula
I know some niggas that
crack your chalupa
I know some bitches that
hack your computer
Bodies, we catch 'em like Puka Nacua
I'ma take off in the coupe like a puma
Smoke you like a Cuban,
but no Gooding Jr
Popped me some Percs, they
the size of your pupil
I'm not a hooper, bitch,
I'm just a shooter
That's lil' Mula, that's
my son, he my youngest
I told that nigga, "Get
money," he done it
He take after me, I'm
the big apple tree
And you know the apple don't
fall too far from it
He only fourteen, but that's
nothin' but numbers
He fuckin' your daughter,
I'm fuckin' your woman
We get to the bread like
a bun in the oven
Take shots at your head, three,
two, one, let them bust it
Boss hog in this ho
My bitch a dog, I'm on go
I turned up on these niggas
and then I lost the remote
Can't fuck her raw if she broke
This presidential Rolex should
encourage y'all to go vote
Meatball, fettuccini
Speed off, Lamborghini
Superstars, bright as Venus
Red flag, pledge allegiance
They bite the swag like they fingers
I'm a dirtbag, still, I'm the cleanest
Only God could judge me, no subpoenas
Been Mula Baby since a fetus
Why you stealin' me and my
twin's swag? You're goin'
broke, boys (Free, free)
Hell nah (Free, free, free), I can't
go that way, no (Free, free)
I'm just laughin' to the bank,
yeah, yeah (It's just me)
The mula comin' in, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (The
mula comin' in, yeah, yeah)
Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (I'm
bringin' the bag in, yeah)
Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (The
mula comin' in, yeah)
Mula Baby (The mula, the mula)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Young mula, baby
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