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We Mobb
French Montana/Prodigy
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These old niggas dead, bring the forks out
Montana Josh Smith with the Hawks Out
Swiss cheese on him
I'll Japan flag your head
Red beams on em, white sheets on him
It's hell on earth
God gon' help you nigga help yourself first
Fuck Forbes only thing working for us
Cut the middle man out and deal straight with the source
I've been gone for a second street miss a nigga
Broke with a swag or corny rich nigga
Need a fix nigga, got that white girl nigga A1
New whip, White bitch credit A1
This be the lock out take one
I just met a new connect
Ain't no stopping me, I'm the prodigy
And if you try to stop me, disrespect me
Then my young boys, they gonna cause havoc
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
I met this girl in New York, say she from Lefrak
Pussy nigga calling say he want his shit back
My reply back you know how it goes
Shawty kick a door, I've got robbed before
Then I bounce back cooking lyrical crack
All you niggas ass cheek you run with a sheep pack
Never been the one to talk I white sheet that
Turn my back pulled down my B hat, blaat
This can't be life
I used to be a backseat driver
Now I'm riding in the Maybach
Couple of old friends trying to discredit me
I put on for this G-Shit honor me
I just met a new connect
Ain't no stopping me, I'm the prodigy
And if you try to stop me, disrespect me
Then my young boys, they gonna cause havoc
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
Heart of a lion
Body of a Boxer
Mind of a criminal who just got out the box
Quality sixteen, dopamine flow
Bottle pop rap pills and moscato
So many songs I got thousands kid
Yeah your hard drive gonna need a thousand gigs
Feet up, VIP, lounging
Bitch way I deal, not real he's counterfeit
Get you a infamous empire state boy
The real thing are we, no joke, I'm no toy
The most inglorious, notorious bastard
Don P, flocka and Montana shit
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