This is a song about "Mo bama"

Mo cash you got'll get you out of jail free

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

My mo straight madness, your style - vanilla

And be alive any many mini mo

Denim front been still kickin' ten zero

Shut tha fuck up wid ya problems theres people out here wid lots mo,

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

Uh oh we gotta go to another party so can party some mo

Cus now im think about mo doe

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs