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andy the chef - mobbin' lyrics

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(chef be cookin)

[verse 1]
so i walked in the party with my n-gg-s, straight shining
ten deep, with the team yeah we mobbin
shawty on me cuz a n-gg- straight stylin
i’m buying, and you can check the tags think i’m lying

mcm with the louis, uh
closet lookin gucci, drippin sauce lookin soupy uh
mami booty juicy, like a faucet swimmin to me
bad caramel karrueche
like em spanish, like my foodies
and crazy like them cookies

got the soda and the henny uh
and i’m sippin plenty uh
faded in the benzy only talk about the benji
flee’d out with the team now
look at me now
caught a check, off a freestyle
with the team now and

[hook]
we mobbin’ we mobbin’ and yeah
we got it we got it
and we the hottest the hottest in this
with the team and we mobbin’ we mobbin’ this lick

we mobbin’ we mobbin’ and yeah
we got it we got it
and we the hottest the hottest in this
with the team and we mobbin’ we mobbin’ this lick

[verse 2]
when i’m rollin through my city
can’t a d-mn thing phase me
roll up on em like pay me
shawty on me cuz a n-gg- drip crazy
gettin neck pain cuz my jewelry gettin clanky

got ya mama in my pj uh
said it’s nice to see me uh
knew that she was valid, but i ain’t know she was freaky
hit it like karate, go for rounds like a relay
she like it on the weekend, but she love it on the weekday

this that lingo, i’m with my negroes
and if you ain’t know blat
that’s how that ting goes
i’m on my boss sh-t
my wrist frost bit
and here that line go, now don’t cross it

but pay attention to the fit, cuz my drip worth a grip
turn these lemons into lemonade, potatoes into chips
don’t try and talk, if you not tryna get hit
get the gang to come through and hush it up off the rip when

[hook]
we mobbin’ we mobbin’ and yeah
we got it we got it
and we the hottest the hottest in this
with the team and we mobbin’ we mobbin’ this lick

we mobbin’ we mobbin’ and yeah
we got it we got it
and we the hottest the hottest in this
with the team and we mobbin’ we mobbin’ this lick

[verse 3]
well
before these fat checks, i ain’t know when we eating
now me and broke n-gg-s, yeah
we not even speaking
i’m rollin with these women, scoring yours on the weekends
mob deep like a prodigy, we eating as a team and

stack money, fat money
get it in packs money
ya wack money, crack money
we don’t do that money
this good money, hood money
wish that you could, money
they hatin on me, take it from me
wish that you would, money

and we drip while we walking
watch how you talking
check you like a box and
n-body can stop em
bosses do that bossing
pop off we popping
with the whole gang and we mob-mob-mobbin’

(that sh-t right there, right there
oh yeah sh-t, that sh-t right there)

- andy the chef lyrics

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