Young Money

Young Money - Steady Mobbin lyrics

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Man, fuck these niggas

I-I'ma spare everything but these niggas

I flip the gun and gun butt these niggas

Take the knife off tha AK and gut these niggas



Yeah, and fuck these bitches

I swear I care about everything b-but these bitches

I-I don't care, I, so what? These bitches

And I put Young Mula baby way above these bitches



Ha, if it ain't broke, don't break it

A-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 wolf teeth, muthafucka



F-futuristic handgun

If you act foul, you get two shots and one

I'm at your face like man cum

You niggas softer then Rosanne's son

Y-y-you cannot reach me on my Samsung



I'm busy fucking the world and givin' the universe my damn tongue

Crazy muthafucka, I am one, b-but the crazy thing is I began one

A-all white bricks I'm straight like it's jumpin' back to thirty-six nigga

Big house, long hallways, got ten bathrooms, I can shit all day, nigga



And we don't want no problems

Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?

Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I fuck around

And leave a nigga's brains on the street, ooh



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 Maine 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 Maine keep shittin' on me

Why that boy keep buyin' jewelry?



East Atlanta cockin' hammers

Bandannas 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 hit you 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 never breathe again

Fuck that nigga, kill that nigga, bring him back, kill him again

Gucci



Yeah, th-the money is the motive

Fuck with the money, it get ugly as coyote

Okay, 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 wit a model broad, she don't even eat rice

Uh, but would you believe that she dykes

And she asked me for a picture, 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

T-try me, and I'll have your people readin' eulogies



I swear you can't fuck wit 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



A-a-and we don't want no problems

O-okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?

Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I f-fuck around

And leave a nigga brains on the street, ooh



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 don't you spit

Uh, 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 yo' girlfriend to wobble on

Weezy



And we don't want no problems

Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?

Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I-I fuck around

And leave a nigga brains on the street, ooh



Now pop that pussy, I-I bring her to my bedroom

And pop that pussy, uh huh, and we be steady mobbin'

Oh, Kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby



A-and we don't want no problems

Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?

Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I f-fuck around

And leave a nigga brains on the street, ooh



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
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