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Lirik Lagu Mula Komin In - Lil Wayne

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(Awake)
Hold up, like (Keyboard)Why you stealin' me and my twin's swag? You're goin' broke, boysHell nah, I can't go that way, noI'm just laughin' to the bank, yeah, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeah, yeahI'm bringin' the bag in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahI'm bringin' the bag in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahThe mula, the mula
I know some niggas shoot at your medullaRick Owens shirt, I'm flyerRick Owens kicks, I'm fireExpensive weed, I'm higher than youI'm tired of youYeah, I hit send, then I'm tired of youShe knows what I'm doin', don't gotta prove my pockets blueBut 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 youFirst, call up them young niggas that do the worst, yeahI think my twin just popped a Perc', hold up, yeahI just paid a thousand for this coat, hell yeahI'm sippin' Shardai, the benefits of bein' with a playerRockin' all black every day like a ravenFuck that lil' bankroll you got in your pockets, my fit cost more, yeahFuck that lil' bitch, baby girl, I'll pull up in a Porsche (Skrrt)I accidentally pulled your bitch 'cause I broke the score, yeahI'm just gettin' to this money like it's a chore, huh, yeahI'm just gettin' to the money like it's a chore, lil' Mula
Hold up, likeWhy you stealin' me and my twin's swag? You're goin' broke, boysHell nah, I can't go that way, noI'm just laughin' to the bank, yeah, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeah, yeahI'm bringin' the bag in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahI'm bringin' the bag in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahThe mula
I know some niggas shoot at your medullaI know some niggas that crack your chalupaI know some bitches that hack your computerBodies, we catch 'em like Puka NacuaI'ma take off in the coupe like a pumaSmoke you like a Cuban, but no Gooding JrPopped me some Percs, they the size of your pupilI'm not a hooper, bitch, I'm just a shooterThat's lil' Mula, that's my son, he my youngestI told that nigga, "Get money," he done itHe take after me, I'm the big apple treeAnd you know the apple don't fall too far from itHe only fourteen, but that's nothin' but numbersHe fuckin' your daughter, I'm fuckin' your womanWe get to the bread like a bun in the ovenTake shots at your head, three, two, one, let them bust itBalls hog in this hoMy bitch a dog, I'm on goI turned up on these niggas and then I lost the remoteCan't fuck her raw if she brokeCan't fuck her raw if she brokeThis presidential Rolex should encourage y'all to go voteMeatball, fettucciniSpeed off, LamborghiniSuperstars, bright as VenusRed flag, pledge allegianceThey bite the swag like they fingersI'm a dirtbag, still, I'm the cleanestOnly God could judge me, no subpoenasBeen Mula Baby since a fetus
Hold up, likeWhy 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)I'm bringin' the bag in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahI'm bringin' the bag in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahThe mula comin' in, yeahThe mula, the mula
Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (The mula comin' in, yeah, yeah)Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah)(The mula comin' in, yeah, I'm bringin' the bag in, 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, big Mula Baby (The mula comin' in, yeah)Mula Baby (The mula, the mula)Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahYoung mula, baby