Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mob, artist - Babyface Ray. Date of issue: 19.05.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mob |
| We vibin' and shit, man |
| Don’t get it fucked up though |
| Could never be that |
| Could never be that, man |
| Yeah |
| Ayy |
| I don’t want you, I just wanna fuck you (Yeah), let your nigga love you |
| You on me 'cause I’m gettin' money, that’s all you gettin' from me (That's all) |
| She just wanna rock your chain just because your pendant flooded |
| Pray to God I make it off this shit 'cause all my niggas hustle (I got to) |
| Niggas sending shots, but they don’t never come direct (Never) |
| I’m in the Rafs without the laces, but it’s shoestrings on my TEC |
| I keep that Styro' on my right, but I spent blue cheese on my left |
| A hundred grams, it’s fresh off the press, it’s two G’s on my belt (Yeah) |
| I’m exhausted, I’m fresh off the road, man, groupies give me sex (Come on) |
| I’m a boss, don’t let 'em lie, they might confuse me with the help (They might) |
| Man, I’m cut from a different cloth |
| Yeah, I be drippin' sauce (Yeah) |
| I might have to sit and map it out because these niggas lost |
| Advise you not to piss me off |
| One call and I can get you chalked (Hello?) |
| Do it on my own 'cause niggas snitchin', that’s what get you caught |
| I had a talk with God, gave me the torch and I’ma never change |
| I had a talk with bro like, «What's a profit?"We press everything |
| Money over bitches |
| Mo-mo-money over bitches, yeah |
| Money over bitches |
| Mo-mo-money over bitches, yeah |
| Ha, ayy |
| Money over bitches |
| Mo-mo-money over bitches, yeah |
| Money over bitches |
| Mo-mo-money over bitches, yeah |
| Ayy |
| Got a nigga, bitch, why would I trust you? |
| (Yeah) |
| Drive me to Kentucky (Phew) |
| Turn you up, you might get lucky (You might) |
| Let her rock the buffies |
| Don’t hate the player, hate the game, woah, I learned that from my uncle |
| Fuck the rappin', 'fore we had it poppin', had the traps, was jumpin' |
| Gotta get it, they won’t feed you |
| Gotti, tell 'em, «Free you"(My nigga) |
| You the only one that seen it |
| We still here, no, I can’t leave you (Know that) |
| Like my wrist Patrón plat', catch me stuntin' out a beamer |
| They show love across the map, but just know this shit get evil |
| I got dollars on up, tote 'em like they legal (Yeah) |
| Fuck her like she mine |
| Hear a car, get in them blinds (I'm gone) |
| Thuggin' in disguise |
| I thank God I beat the odds (On God) |
| Stand on business, press the line |
| Give it all up to Siobhan |
| Doin' donuts in the Maz, donuts on the mob |
| It get hot, they switch up sides |
| It go up, then who gon' ride? |
| Screaming, «We the mob, free the mob,"that's on everything (Free the mob) |
| Lil' cause clean him up for a dime, waves on every chain |
| Money over bitches |
| Mo-mo-money over bitches, yeah |
| Money over bitches |
| Mo-mo-money over bitches, yeah |
| Ha, ayy |
| Money over bitches |
| Mo-mo-money over bitches, yeah |
| Money over bitches |
| Mo-mo-money over bitches, yeah |
| Ayy |