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New shit, new shit

Fresh up off the stove though

Game in the bag

Got a whole lotta mojo

Step in the spot

And all the women want a photo

I guess I'll pose though

That's just my mojo

Mojo, mojo

Whole lotta mojo

You can't buy this

This ain't in the stores yo

Plus I be runnin' through the money like Flo Jo

Mojo, mojo, mojo, mojo

We can spend money on your fingers and toes

I'll put you backstage meet Jeezy and Hov

You play your hand right

You get spades all night

It's the Ace alright

You can taste all night

Baby chasin' diamonds

So I'm steady breakin' hearts

Join the club when I touch you

Keep 'em on shuffle

Chips like Ruffels

Feet Ferragamo with the Louise V. duffle

Middle name Trouble

Finger on Trigga, bustin' at you all

More than 30 G's on the wrist up my sleeve

I don't call it a watch though

We call it the time-piece

Pop-Eye's chicken, I got us a 9-piece

Head ten times, so I call it a dime piece

I like foreign cars and foreign broads

Purple labels and green cash

Red women with big ol' ass

Mob squad, here goes a smash

New shit, new shit

Fresh up off the stove though

Game in the bag

Got a whole lotta mojo

Step in the spot

And all the women wanna photo

I guess I'll pose though

That's just my mojo

Mojo, mojo

Whole lotta mojo

You can't buy this

This ain't in the stores yo

Plus I be runnin' through the money like Flo Jo

Mojo, mojo, mojo, mojo