Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song M.O.B., artist - Lil Cyco
Date of issue: 16.10.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
M.O.B. |
Lil' bruh this shit crazy. |
What happened though? |
What happened? |
You feel me? |
What’s goin' on? |
You know what I’m talkin' bout? |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
It’s young Husalah, Husalah, see me dippin' again |
In ya face, oh yeah my friend |
So mothafuckin' clean in my mothafuckin' big body |
And I drop the top and let it yoke, wit' that long wit' the folding stock |
Bitch ass niggas will dip when I come through |
'Cause these niggas kick they selves in they own ass when they run through |
Fuckin' wit' a nigga like me, I couldn’t give a shit |
And I came through wit' that nana, that nana dick (wit' the hundred dick) |
Thirty dick, hundred dick, back to back, on yo' ass |
I don’t give a shit nigga, every day hella gas |
Keep on pushin, and keep on yokin' |
It’s the mothafuckin' MOB bitch |
It’s the mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
They say Husalah would you please stop beastin' |
I couldn’t give a shit, I keep goin' for no reason |
I really don’t give a shit like Short back in the day |
Bitch I don’t stop rappin' and I will get mainey on yo' bitch ass |
I come through wit' that clip fast |
And get to knockin' at yo' ass nigga til' you dead in this mothafucka |
Fuckin' wit a young nigga like me |
It’s the mothafuckin' M-O bitch, mothafucka mothafuckin' |
B-O-B, bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
I drive about a hundred almost a hour, in my shit |
30 thang but he bust like a hundred dick |
I drive about a hundred miles per hour, in my shit |
30 thang but he bust like a hundred dick |
Bitch I couldn’t give a shit, what the fuck? |
What the fuck? |
Bitch I couldn’t give a shit, listen bitch, listen up |
I will smack yo' mothafuckin' molar out yo mouth |
Cause I couldn’t give a shit it’s the MOB in yo house |
Once a-mothafuckin'gain, the paint so wet |
The bitches catch diabetes, the paint so wet |
I keep on yokin', I keep on dippin' |
A 30 thang, 30 thang |
Bustin' like a, Bustin' like a hundred dick |
Man that, bro that thang, bro that’s doin' a hundred |
I don’t even care, I don’t even know what the fuck is goin' on right now |
All I know is it’s mainey and nigga I’ma slap the shit out yo' bitch ass |
Nigga M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
M-O bitch, mothafuckin' mothafuckin' |
Hold on cuddy just let me come back in wit' this shit you feel me |
I don’t even know |
Once a-mothafuckin'gain it’s young Hus and you know I had to come back |
Gassin' fo' yo' ass, mothafuck, what the fuck was that? |
Bitch ass niggas runnin' they mouth, I got this hundred thang |
Couldn’t give a shit about this shit I’m still gunnin' mane |
Once a-mothafuckin'gain, back in yo' face |
You see me in my Chev', wit' so much space |
Yo' mama sayin' man, yo' mama sayin' man |
Could you please tell that man to turn the slap down? |
And I kept yokin' in her face, I couldn’t give a shit |
Ugly bitch, what the fuck is goin' on? |
Um shit it’s 30 dick, sittin' in my lap |
As I slap my shit, a long light |
Hit the gas, burn rubber |
Left some marks on the front on the driveway, couldn’t… |
Matter fact, whoo that was slap though, I ain’t gon' lie |
That thang was, I was ready to keep goin' cuddy |