clipping. - mobb2it Lyrics
[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]OkayChop that chop that screw that upPour that pass that tip that cupSmash that drop that back that whatAct like you don't give a *****Lose that balance lose that tuxSpend that money smash them gutsPop that ***** beat your chestTurn that beat up ***** the rest***** the world don't take that shitPut them hands up sing that shitTell that lie, feel that burnRide that high, It's your turnTurn this mother*****er outShow them what you all aboutTwist them fingers rep your townHurry up it's going downCall your gun a stablerCall up your enablerLive up to the fableBreak your leg, break a tableLike yeGo spring breakGo bananas bruh go apeGo go gadget, go Go-botsGo gogo boots go get that guapGet up go solo to the clubGo and get your partner off that hubOr Rockefeller, Rock the bellsRock a mohawk, lose your L'sMix your P's up with your Q'sBut what ever you gonna doDon't come up in the club with that bullshit[Hook]They say they want that raw shit, that raw shitThat turn that beat up in your car shit, your car shitI got you, Mob to it, you gotta just mob to itYou gotta just mob to it, you gotta just mob to itThey say they miss them old school gangstasThem low-lows with the diamonds in they facesI got you, Mob to it, you gotta just mob to itYou gotta just mob to it, you gotta just mob to it[Verse 2: Daveed Diggs]OkayMake this next left at the lightLight that up before you driveRoll that Caddy extra slowShe don't want to see the po'Get your lawyer on the phoneCall that ***** who give that domeLay that seat back all the wayPlay this CD all the wayGet your money all the wayHit that pedal all the wayEyes up at the traffic lightSee if someone trying to fightSee if someone (?)Don't say nothing, you too highHit that highway hit that wallBetter pop that AdderallDon't slow down, don't you fallDon't you answer if she callDon't call this number againGrab that one, ***** her friend***** your life, ***** your prideShout out "***** the other side"Other side, knuckle upDon't stop until he say cutDon't cut unless I get paidDon't stop Doing what I sayDon't stop get it get itIf you got it let me hit itJGet that ketchup with my friesBetter make it super sizedDon't you ***** up my interior[Hook][Verse 3: Daveed Diggs]And if you got that paperAnd you bought that scraperAnd you feeling like a pimp sayAyAnd if you know somebodyWho know somebodyWho know somebody sayAyAnd if you got a hundred thousand dollarsAll up in your mattressAnd ain't nothing in the bank sayAyAnd if you got a man at homeBut you still giving domeTo somebody in the club sayYeahOkayBring that whip when I get outBring your city, Bring a poundRing them mother*****ing bellsStreet sweeping up all the shellsBuild a shelter out of strawChain that Pitt up, that's my dogCoup them chickens, cook that riceMake that money, shoot them diceShoot your guns up in the airShave a star into your hairKill that noise, Dead that talkin'Burn that rubble, fill that coffinSmoke that Barney, Play that fifeWhistle when you want the priceI got it for the low[Hook][Outro]Do it againOkayLookSome of these halfway houses bumping they gunsAnd they never seen a dentist, smell thatHeyI'm trying to see a ***** moon walk for realLike Atlas, no Brady BunchMind your manners and (?)You feel meKeeping it VanderbiltYou've got your feet hanging out your mother*****ing Air Force 1'sI appreciate the hustle my dudeBut you better paint your toes mother*****er
