Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We B Steady Mobbin', artist - Gucci Mane.
Date of issue: 06.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We B Steady Mobbin' |
Man fuck these nigg*s |
I’m a spare everything but these niggas |
I flip the gun and gun Buck these niggas |
Take the knife off this AK and cut these niggas |
Yeah and fuck these bitches |
I swear I care bout everything but these bitches |
I don’t care I «so what"these bitches |
And I put young mula baby way above these bitches |
If it ain’t broke don’t break it And if he ain’t shook I’m gon’shake him |
Hope I don’t look weak 'cause when a wolf cry wolf you still see that wolfs |
teeth muthafuckaaaa |
Futuristic handgun if you act foul you get two shots and one |
I’m at your face like mancum |
You niggas softer then roseanne’s son |
You cannot reach me on my Samsung |
I’m busy fuckin’the world and givin’the universe my damn tongue |
Crazy muthafucka I am one but the crazy thing is I began one |
All white bricks I’m straight like it’s jumpin’back to 36 nigga |
Big house long hall ways got 10 bathrooms I can shit all day nigga |
And we don’t want no problems, OK your a goon what’s a goon to a goblin |
Yeah big kane on the beat, I fuck around and leave a nigga brains on the |
street (ooohhh) |
Now pop that pussy I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy |
Uh huh and we be steady mobbin’oh Kimosabe big ballin’is my hobby |
What the fuck is up It’s Gucci Mane the G It’s Titty boy no pity boy |
Big scarcity the city boy |
So Icy so no Nike boy |
Just Gucci Louis Prada 'scuse me Gucci Mane keep shittin’on me Why that boy keep buyin’jewelry |
East Atlanta cockin’hammers |
Bandanas on car antennas |
No, we do not talk to strangers |
Just cut off these niggas fingaz |
Gucci’s armed and dangerous |
Cocaine, Codeine, and Angel Dust |
This AK 47'll hitchu everywhere from ankle up Clip the size of Nia Long |
Clips long as a Pringles can |
.45 desert eagle on me you’ll think I’m an eagles fan |
Tony Braxton sniper rifle |
Make you neva breathe again |
Fuck that nigga |
Kill that nigga |
Bring him back |
Kill him again |
Gucciii |
Yeah the money is the motive |
Fuck with the money it get ugly as coyote |
OK, I’m reloadin’better pull it if you tote it I buy a pound break it down and put it in a stogie |
Swagga so bright I don’t even need light |
I’m with a model broad she don’t even eat rice |
But would you believe that she dykes |
And she asked for a pitcher so I gave her three strikes |
I’m the man around this muthafucka |
I’m so hot you probably catch a tan around this muthafucka |
This rap game, I got my hand around this muthafucka |
Yeah I said game but I ain’t playin’around this muthafucka |
Yeah I’m the best to ever do it bitch |
And you the best at never doin’shit |
If you the shit then I’m sewer rich |
Try me and I’ll have your people readin’eulogies |
I swear you can’t fuck with me But I can fuck yo girl and make her nut for me Then slut for me then kill for me then steal for me and of course it’ll be yo cash |
Then I’ll murder that bitch and send her body back to yo ass |
And we don’t want no problems, OK your a goon what’s a goon to a goblin |
Yeah, big Kane on the beat, I fuck around and leave a nigga brains on the |
street (ooohhh) |
Now pop that pussy I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy |
Uh huh and we be steady mobbin’oh Kimosabe big ballin’is my hobby |
Uh, man suck my clip |
Swallow my bullets |
And dontchu spit (ooohhh) |
I am the hip hop socialist |
Life is a gamble and I’m all about my poker chips |
Do you want a dose of this I will make the most of this |
F is for ferocious murder your associates |
The top is so appropriate |
This is just where I belong |
Keep a hard dick for ya girlfriend to wobble on Weezy |
And we don’t want no problems, OK your a goon what’s a goon to a goblin |
Yeah big kane on the beat, I fuck around and leave a nigga brains on the |
street (ooohhh) |
Now pop that pussy I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy |
Uh huh and we be steady mobbin’oh Kimosabe big ballin’is my hobby |