LP Rambo - Rob Da Robbers lyrics

[LP Rambo - Rob Da Robbers lyrics]

All your homies be robbing
So why you act like you
Don't know who robbed you? My nigga
You lacking out here that's the problem
You can keep bitching but I ain't gone argue
You lucky they took some choppas
Off the market
2 of my exes they turnt into models
Say I won't snatch 'em
Back with me reguardless
I bought a pistol then got it remodeled
I hope if them niggas come
It ain't to squabble
She sent me her Only, it's Only 5 dollars
King snake slithering off of my collar
I bring that heat like New Iguadola
You let them bop hoes gеt in your dollars
Wearing a maga hat that's why I shot you
You know all my niggas been missing Obama
Please tеll these fuck niggas
I'm not they father
Them niggas worshipping me like i'm alah

Stealing my drip, unofficial
Aye, yea, nigga that shit unofficial
Had to change my fit on you niggas
I don't want smoke might get
My bitch on you niggas
Say she got a gift for a nigga, aye
Brought her damn lips for a nigga, aye
Had to swerve that hoe out the way heard
She been with a list full of niggas, ayee!
Nina gone be in there running your shit
Reach for your pockets i'm
Gunnin' your shit
I drip on your party might Gunna your shit
My niggas spartans 300 your shit
Hoes going fast roadrunner your bitch if
She come back way faster
I'm onto your bitch cook you in front your
Mans Benihana your shit
Indian girl Pocohantas my bitch
Sleepy like ''Six, run it back''
These niggas folding like clothes
It's a laundromat
After I fuck her one time bet she coming back
She said she over me
I said ''I'm under that''
Let me get some of that
Drank, oh you got wok, i want none of that
You can find me where the trouble at
Give me some cash watch me double that
Blick on me got kickback
Get a nigga mismatched
Drop him like dispatch aye
Thought I would never see big racks
Nigga I did that
No you can't get that me and bro split that
Said he finna go buy his shit back
Where this nigga been at?
My mind so big shit 10x
Money on his head niggas rent that, damn
Bro need bail I'mma spend that aye
Money over everything we been that way damn
These niggas in my way
Tryna slow me down still win that race damn
These bitches in my face
Tryna fuck Six, don't offend your bae
Aye, how i'm bout to spend my day?
Getting to the racks that's all I'll say

All your homies be robbing
So why you act like you
Don't know who robbed you? My nigga
You lacking out here that's the problem
You can keep bitching but I ain't gone argue
You lucky they took some
Choppas off the market
2 of my exes they turnt into models
Say I won't snatch 'em
Back with me reguardless
I bought a pistol then got it remodeled
I hope if them niggas come
It ain't to squabble
She sent me her Only, it's Only 5 dollars
King snake slithering off of my collar
I bring that heat like New Iguadola
You let them bop hoes get in your dollars
Wearing a maga hat that's why I shot you
You know all my niggas been missing Obama
Please tell these fuck niggas
I'm not they father
Them niggas worshipping me like i'm alah

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