Randy Moss

[Intro]
Soft, so hard
Motherfucker, in broad day
Oh God! (Oh God!)

[Chorus]
My leather so soft, my gun is so hard
Cock this mothafucka back and shoot his ass in broad day
He layin' on the ground, they like "Oh God!"
Glo came through and started stompin' on the yard
We got Glocks and chops, start poppin' on the yard
You ain't jump off the porch, you just jumped out the yard
That money money, throw it to me, throw it 100 yards
I’m a wide receiver, catch it, I'm a Randy Moss

[Verse 1]
I be catchin' everything, I think I’m Randy Moss
Threw that cash like weddin' rice, that bitch she Randy Moss'd it
She said that she want some kids, opened her mouth she caught it
Pull up on 'em, niggas flexin', like my car flossin'
I ain’t gone matte it, I think that I’ma gloss it
Almighty So a captain, I don’t think that I’m a boss, bitch
Spent some racks at Saks Fifth, the queen she Randy Moss'd it
I could be runnin' backwards, I still Randy Moss shit
I’m ridin' in that rental, Big Glo, boss shit
And I get my semi, nigga, talk shit
You can keep on runnin', bullets Randy Moss'n
'Cause I got my gun and you teach me what I taught you

[Chorus]
My leather so soft, my gun is so hard
Cock this mothafucka back and shoot his ass in broad day
He layin' on the ground, they like "Oh God!"
Glo came through and started stompin' on the yard
We got Glocks and chops, start poppin' on the yard
You ain't jump off the porch, you just jumped out the yard
That money money, throw it to me, throw it 100 yards
I’m a wide receiver, catch it, I'm a Randy Moss

[Verse 2]
I don't hoop, bitch, I play football
Glo on who bitch? I make lil talk
And I got a big gun for lil boss
This a Randy Moss, this ain’t no damn revolver
When I catch his ass, mothafuckin' hollow
They gon' wet yo ass, mothafucka swallow
Get ya ass, mothafucka run hoe
Run up, done up, run up, then you’re done hoe
He ain’t talkin' money, he can’t even approach
I’m a fuckin' Viking just like Randy Moss
That bitch patriotic just like Randy Moss
'Cause I been gettin' guappy since like '84

[Chorus]
My leather so soft, my gun is so hard
Cock this mothafucka back and shoot his ass in broad day
He layin' on the ground, they like "Oh God!"
Glo came through and started stompin' on the yard
We got Glocks and chops, start poppin' on the yard
You ain't jump off the porch, you just jumped out the yard
That money money, throw it to me, throw it 100 yards
I’m a wide receiver, catch it, I'm a Randy Moss