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Playboi Carti - MOJO JOJO (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Playboi Carti
Playboi Carti
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Carter
Jordan Carter
Composer
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Composer
Ronald Nathan Latour Jr.
Ronald Nathan Latour Jr.
Composer
J. Pounds
J. Pounds
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cardo Got Wings
Cardo Got Wings
Producer
Johnny Juliano
Johnny Juliano
Producer
Marcus Fritz
Marcus Fritz
Mixing Engineer
Johnathan Turner
Johnathan Turner
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, Carti, I need that Back To The Future, Carti
I need that full Alien, Carti
I need that beep, beep, beep, beep
Extraterrestrial Carti, you know
Hmm
Just like that, Carti, you know
Hmm
Just like that, Cart—
[Verse 1]
Ooh, back in high school, I was wearin' Polo (I was wearin' Polo)
Had a white bitch like Julz, but she ain't a model (But she a what?)
I'm snatchin' up all the hoes, Mojo Jojo (Mojo Jojo)
You play with that muhfuckin' 5, we go loco (We go dummy)
I can't believe my eyes, so I wear a Go-Pro (So I went Go-Pro)
Uh, I'm on 285, fuck the po-po (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
I told you, lil' baby, I'm ready, I'm on go-go (I'm on go)
Try to play with my top, I'll hit your soul (Brrt, brrt, bee, bee, bee, let's get it)
Sticks out the window, whoa (Like whoa)
My arm out the window, ho (You ho)
Swaggin' like Winslow, ho (You ho)
Baby, your wins gettin' low (Get low)
She's a different breed, made her my favorite ho (Breed, bitch)
I got a house everywhere, but I ain't got a favorite home (Huh, huh, five homes)
Changin' my moods all day, still tryna find my zone (All day, my zone)
Still tryna find my home, they still tryna steal my tone (My home, my tone)
Still tryna steal my bitches, they still tryna steal my clothes (Bitch, say what?)
[Chorus]
I been like this, whoa, since I was in the womb (Huh)
Flash out, oh my God, he a goon (Huh)
Flash out, uh, oh my God, he a goon (Huh)
Flash out, uh, oh my God, he a goon (Oh my God, he a—)
[Verse 2]
Stop callin' my phone like you know me (Bitch, stop calling me)
Ice on my neck, two hundred thirty (Brrt)
On my own pace, not a hurry (No rush, you ho)
She a home team type vibe, tell the bitch come and hurry (Hmm, hurry)
Ride the dick like a Harley, rockstar Makaveli (Harley, skrrt)
Bad bitch, I make her jerk me (What?)
Fuck it, I'm goin' three for three
Stella the Coco iced tea
Bitch, I'm rich as fuck, uh, that's why everybody bein' nice to me (Hi, hi)
You can get next, you can get blessed, huh (What? Brrt)
Let me check somethin', let me shake somethin' (Let's get it, let's get it)
You can get next, you could get blessed, huh (What? Brrt)
Let me check somethin' (Let's get it)
Let me shake somethin'
[Chorus]
I been like this, whoa, since I was in the womb (Huh, huh, huh, hey)
Flash out, uh, oh my God, he a goon (Uh, hey, uh, hey)
Flash out, uh, oh my God, he a goon (Hey, uh, hey)
Flash out, uh, oh my God, he a goon (Hey)
[Chorus]
I been like this, whoa, since I was in the womb (Huh, huh, huh, hey)
Flash out, uh, oh my God, he a goon (Uh, hey, uh, hey)
Flash out, uh, oh my God, he a goon (Hey, uh, hey)
Flash out, uh, oh my God, he a goon (Hey)
Written by: Kendrick Lamar, Jordan Carter, Ronald Nathan Latour Jr., J. Pounds
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