Mood Lyrics - Ace Hood

Haha, shit 

Cause I'm in the mood baby 

I'm in the mood nigga 

Don't give me a reason 

Don't give me a reason 

Shit 

I'm in the mood to count up the loot, blessin's 

Jump out the coupe, where fuck is the roof? Flexin' 

I'm with the crew, you ain't makin' moves then exit 

I'm in the mood to call up your boo to sext 

Ooh, ause I'm in the mood 

Ooh, cause I'm in the mood 

Ooh, cause I'm in the mood 

Ooh, cause I'm in the mood 

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Brought a car with a horse, got a young nigga whippin' 

I just pull up at the light, shittin' on your Honda Civic 

I got racks in my pocket, dead fresh catch a body 

That potato on a shotty, count that money for a hobby 

I just pull up to the villa, big shit, Godzilla 

Young nigga, chinchilla, all ice like it's winter 

Hit the mall, blow a check 

On the gram, gotta flex 

Ain't no love for my ex, oh lord boy you blessed 

See I'm in the mood to fuck up your mood, I'm covered in jewels 

I just brought a crib with too many rooms, it came with a pool 

I know what you're thinking, got rid of my neighbors, had too many rules 

Don't get it confused, don't get it confused, we never gon' lose 

I'm gonna get everything a nigga prayed for 

Fuck me and call me daddy ain't that what you came for? 

I'm in the mood, I'm like fuck it, put twenty chains on 

Go hit the club, pour the bottles to see the light show 

Photos 

I'm in the mood to count up the loot, blessin's 

Jump out the coupe, the fuck is the roof? Flexin' 

I'm with the crew, you ain't makin' moves than exit 

I'm in the mood to call up your boo to sext 

Ooh, cause I'm in the mood 

Ooh, cause I'm in the mood 

Ooh, cause I'm in the mood 

Ooh, cause I'm in the mood 

Middle finger in the air, that's my motherfuckin' mood 

Twenty-twenty with the vision, I got panoramic views 

In my cup, got the screw 

Phantom ghost, peek-a-boo 

Nigga sleep, let 'em snooze 

Ace Hood got the juice 

I'm the motherfuckin; man, twenty bands for a [?] 

I just brought a foreign, pay for it like a boss do 

Nigga in the mood, keep it cool, goons crazy 

Walk in the club with them Haitians 

The fragrance amazing 

I just might cop me a crib and only live in that bitch 

I might just cop me a whip and only drive that new shit 

I might just charge every hoe that I encounter for dick 

Then pull up on my old teacher who said I won't be shit, bitch 

I'm in the mood to count up the loot, blessings 

Jump out the coupe, the fuck is the roof? Flexing 

I'm with the crew, you ain't making moves than exit 

I'm in the mood to call up your boo to sex it 

Ooh, cause I'm in the mood 

Ooh, cause I'm in the mood 

Ooh, cause I'm in the mood 

Ooh, cause I'm in the mood 

I'm in the mood to count up the loot, blessin's 

Jump out the coupe, the fuck is the roof? Flexin' 

I'm with the crew, you ain't makin' moves than exit 

I'm in the mood to call up your boo to sext 

Cause I'm in the mood baby 

I'm in the mood nigga 

Don't give me a reason 

Don't give me a reason 

Shit