M.o.b. Lyrics - Lil Wayne

{Birdman} 

You already know what it do nigga 

You know the size of it too huh? 

Cash money 

Young money 

I dont know what they be thinkin shorty 

But fuck 'em, you know they be talking about my homies 

Yeah, If we dont know nothin, we know we gotta grind for the shine daddy 

Believe that 

One million, two million, three million, four million 

You smell it? 

If you cant bitch, go get your nose straightened out nigga 

{Lil Wayne} 

You looking at a soldier 

Bitch I'm the sure thing 

Born and raised in the middle of a poor ring 

I turned a bad thing into a good thing 

Listenin to malcom feelin like i've been hoodwinked 

I could think about tomorrow and its promises 

But I'ma just load my gat on some survival shit 

And when i hear they got a drought on it 

I take a month out of rap and I hustle til I'm out of it 

Yeah, you can smell the work in the car seats 

Smell you in the trunk if you at all speak 

Shit, I got diamonds on my neck bitch and all my teeth 

52 carrots, bugs bunny, all drug money 

I got an x-connect on the west coast 

I buy 'em for five and sell 'em for twenty mo' Fo' sho 

I'm nice with the flo 

But a chosen few know 

That I'm a hustla on the low 

{Refrain} 

Look into the eyes of a hustla baby 

Yeah, money I'ma get it 

and the second I get it 

Its money ova bitches 

Yeah, you know its money ova bitches 

Know go get my money 

Look into the eyes of a hustla baby 

Yeah, money I'ma get it 

and the second I get it 

Its money ova bitches 

Yeah, you know its money ova bitches 

Know go get my money 

{Lil Wayne} 

Take it out the wrapper 

Sit it on the stove 

Break a gram off and put it in my bitch's nose 

She tells me how it feels 

She's numb, She's froze 

Bitch! wake up and help me cook these hoes 

I gotta get my cake up 'cause all I eat is dough 

I'm a dangerous mothafucka watch your feets, your toes 

I bang this mothafucka you cant keep the clothes 

Thats your mouth we're talkin bout 

Stop jumpin out your face 

Before I have a hundred bugs shots jumpin out ya face 

One shot will knock your girlfriends scrungie out of place 

Tony Dungie I dont play I coach 

Hoe, I spray raid on the cockroach, die slow 

I know my flow is hotter than 50 

Summertime in Hollygrove 

Thats the stove 

As he drove that black bentley coupe through the city 

All the bitches try to get me and I let 'em 

{Refrain} 

{Lil Wayne} 

Yeah, I got twenty on my wrists 

thats a rainy day schedule 

Rain drop diamonds nigga 

Thats a rainy day bezzle 

Yellow diamond earings 

Sunny day special 

Its vicious my niggas 

Its eyeview I'd straight catch you 

The bitches on the sidelines 

Looking for the rescue 

But I just give 'em guidelines 

Hard dicks and pistols 

5 hard, 5 soft, wrapped up in tissue 

Say bitch you better get back before I start to miss you 

Its the carter baby pardon all my issues 

I gotta get it I'm a hustla to my tennis shoe 

Tell them boys come on in the swimming pool 

Send a fool 

Then I eat 'em up like dinner food 

And I'm floatin with keys in the inner tube 

They prolly see my driving with pounds in the 22's 

All 51 rounds in the 47 

Dope boy, dope boy 

Thats what they all yellin 

{Refrain} 

{Lil Wayne} 

Shut the fuck up, I dont need ya'll niggas... timmy p 

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