We use cookies to customize content and advertising, to provide social media features, and to analyze traffic to our site. We also share information about your use of our site with our trusted social media, advertising and analytics partners. Read more.

    Moka Only / Lyrics

    Playlist 0 Rate 0 Like & Share Print Email Play

    "Team Work" Lyrics

    Moka Only feat. LMNO & Mums The Word

    Rank: (−) history »
    −/5 from 0 users
    Charts: view all »
    Referring urls:view all »



    I make gangster beats run out the set
    Different intentions what are you out to get
    What I'm to collect must be to correct
    Rekindle the flame with the burn you net
    Absence makes the heart grow fonder
    I'm a wonder till I can't take it no more
    Moka it's only steps away from the bubble
    Put your lime green on a

    On a double
    See the subtle difference is ain't me I'm bold
    Write my raps on high-letter pens go for gold
    Cause me and you l yo we have both been told
    That we don't flick the mold cause we stick with soul
    That's the type of hit I like to make a mic a niggas flight plus
    To flip the scroll for every cat that hit the bull
    Sit back, and open like a tuna can as soon Janet James hit the store

    If there ego's were pigeons pow I feed em aspirin
    Oh yeah the answer to the question you been asking
    Why you leaving visionaries man you guys are crackin'
    If I was born in Alaska and left I still be Alaskan hey
    Lets start stacking constantly splashing
    We the type of cats with maximum action
    And it's a move to be regarded as a fact and

    [Chorus: x2]
    If I could turn back the hands of time
    I still wouldn't change my mind
    No regrets cause it all turns out fine
    Lets re-define gotta get mine team

    I put twenty-five full years under my belt
    I got my lady's love resting right under my velt
    (Yo moka what's velt?) That's my underwear get it
    I known to make up words so people don't sweat it
    And that's cool I'm a odd one thank god for it
    I talk about the details but they ignore it
    I store it, my brains the disk I'm like frisk
    Or l tores your wrist wakes you up in the gist

    Survival liable always on trial
    Order in court I never import snort
    Drink malt by the court did all sorts of things
    Which lead me to hypersonic moka brought me on it
    Sing up the slack I'm to forward to turn back
    Keep your eyes on god and battle-axe

    you better pack a backpack and settle tracks
    You might see me on the corner with no tape tags
    World wide distributors for stores and gal guys
    No brakes from trying never slide to whirl slide
    I smell good and rap better master of the magnetic never sell wood
    Got a black sweater
    Attract letters to paper some of my favorite
    It's LMNO we pass demos we major
    Music without the interference of devils
    See twan hit the spot roger hot levels

    [Chorus: x2]
    This song was submitted on November 21st, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Daniel James Denton, James kelly.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

    Songs you may also like


    Facebook (0) LetsSingIt (0)