Chris Brown, Kevin McCall - Mob With It lyrics

K-K-K-K-K-Mac

Bitch, I'm in the buildin'
Guarantee that it's an emergency
Stompin' like a stampede
So I know you bitches heard of me
I'm straight from Virginia
But this ain't common courtesy
Fuck your feelings
I take your feelings' virginity
Million dollars for a show
Got a nigga ballin'
I think my phone tapped 'cause
My money steady callin'
Every other day, I'm in and out the office
And my soup killin' niggas
Need a fuckin' coffin
I'm bossin', if I gotta take it off
I'm a warrior
Known for buyin' big shit, call me notorious
Kill that pussy, ain't no secret
I'm victorious
With all these Columbianas and Eva Longoria
Haha
Now I done made a million down in Cancún
I keep shittin' on niggas, need a bathroom
I got my yacht in the water
If it's sharks in the water it don't matter
I'm killin' 'em with this harpoon
Ha, these niggas, they ain't my friends
They party with me, party with me
But at the same time, they tryna my bitch
And I don't care 'bout them niggas
Never get on my high horse
Ain't ride out with these niggas
This life I got, I die for it

Oh dawg, for this shit, man, I swear to God
All my niggas in the club, we about to mob
Mob with it Mob with it
Mob with it Mob with it
If you on the floor, nigga, better have a mob
Mob with it Mob with it
Mob with it Mob with it
All of my niggas runnin' deep
We a fuckin' mob we mobbin' Mobbin'
We mobbin' Mobbin'
Holla at us if you want that problem

First niggas was ballin', now we slam dunkin'
Arms out of school like I'm
Ridin' in the bunky
That's C Breezy with it, he pushin' my shit
We swapped them out
Just like we do the bitches new to this
I hear they blowin' money like a swisher
Used to be on county
Now my taxes six figures
Said my dick conceited
Can my head get any bigger?
Then I told her to lick it and blow it
Just like it's a swisher
I'm that nigga, I'm that fuckin' nigga
Is that your baby mama? She
Gon' need a baby sitter
'Cause once I get her, I'ma be all up in her
You fuck with the tip
Then I'ma eat her like she dinner
Californication got a nigga faded
I see why a pussy nigga and the bitch related
Too sweet, soft nigga, I'ma call you Danish
I know you see this camera section, bitch
A nigga famous
Girl, I better kill that pussy like a vet
Not like veteran, but I mean veterinarian
I kill the cat if you a paper chaser
I got them racks on top of racks
Shake your money maker, I got a hunnid
K-K-K-K-K-Mac

Oh dawg, for this shit, man, I swear to God
All my niggas in the club, we about to mob
Mob with it Mob with it
Mob with it Mob with it
If you on the floor, nigga, better have a mob
Mob with it Mob with it
Mob with it Mob with it
All of my niggas runnin' deep
We a fuckin' mob we mobbin' Mobbin'
We mobbin' Mobbin'
Holla at us if you want that problem