โหลดเพลง mp3 Mob - Prof

Mob - Prof
F**k you

B**ches check
Money check
Liquor check
Big homie check
B**ches check
Goons check
Drugs check
All on me
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
Everybody had enough talking'
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
I'm about to lose my damn noggin'
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
Everybody had enough talking'
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
I'm about to lose my damn noggin'

Just the two of us with all that bottle
She take d and the balls that follow
Everybody love her in colorado
Had a lot of kids but they all got swallowed
Vip boy you know you're an all star
F**k the club hoe I'm at a hole in the wall bar
Grimy motherf**kers and I know who they all are
Most of these dudes don't even know where your balls are
Why you talking to that trifling slut
She be getting homies f**ked up
Tried to set you up
See them dudes over in the cut
One of them trying to send a bottle of something
You old a** b**ch
I don't trust you
You can eat a dick and my nuts too
Rhymin outta something that I must do
You don't like how I'm living well

Call up the girls
See what it do
My libido and ego are huge
Pepe le pew isn't easy to do
I lick it hard like a meeting for two
Bon appetite serve the d and I'll feed it to you
Take it easy this meat isn't easy to chew
People believe what you feed them is true
Far as me and my legend I'll leave it to you
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
Everybody had enough talking'
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
I'm about to lose my damn noggin'
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
Everybody had enough talking'
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
I'm about to lose my damn noggin'
Fast forward pass the gas torch
I'm in your back porch all mad in dad shorts

Better ask for a task force
No one's going to stop me when I have a passport
Why you talking to that trifling slut
She be getting homies f**ked up
Tried to set you up
See them dudes over in the cut
One of them trying to send a bottle of something
You old a** b**ch
I don't trust you
You can eat a dick and my nuts too
Rhymin outta something that I must do
You don't like how I'm living well
F**k you
Party party girls
Know they don't pipe down

They're going right now
Transplants implants and tramp stamps
A** chaps got plans banned in band camp
Banned in germany before they heard of me
I was the best even before this sh*t occurred to me
Report to the infirmary
I'm a dirty rascal
Stand back I'ma' bout to act an asshole
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
Everybody had enough talking'
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
I'm about to lose my damn noggin'
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
Everybody had enough talking'
Are we mobbin' ya
Are we mobbin' ya
I'm about to lose my damn noggin'

B**ches check
Money check
Liquor check
Big homie check
B**ches check
Goons check
Drugs check
All on me check