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lil wayne – we be steady mobbin’ lyrics


we be steady mobbin’
(feat. gucci mane)

[lil wayne:]
man f-ck these n-gg-s
i’ma spare everything but these n-gg-s
i flip the gun and gun b-tt these n-gg-s
take the knife off this ak and cut these n-gg-s
yeaah, and f-ck these b-tches, i swear i care about everything but these b-tches, i don’t care, i “so what” these b-tches and i put young mula baby way above these b-tches,
if it ain’t broke don’t break it and if he ain’t shook, i’m gon shake em, i hope i don’t look weak cause when a wolf cry wolf, you still see that wolf teeth m-th-f-ckaa.

futuristic handgun, if you act foul you get 2 shots and one, i’m at your face like lancome, hehe, you n-gg-s softer than rosanne son.
hey, you cannot reach me on my samsung, i’m busy f-cking the world and giving the universe my d-mn tongue, crazy m-th-f-cker i am one, but the crazy thing is, i began one, all white bricks, i’m straight like it’s jumpin back to 36 nicka! big house, long hallways, got 10 bathrooms i can sh-t all day n-gg-

and we don’t want no problems, ok your a goon, what’s a goon to a goblin, yeah, n kane on the beat, i f-ck around and leave a n-gg-s brains on the street, (ooooh) now pop dat p-ssy, i bring her to my bedroom to pop dat p-ssy, uh huh and we be steady mobbin, oh kimosabi, big ballin is my hobby.

[gucci mane:]
what the f-ck is up, it’s gucci mane the g, dats t-tty boy no pity boy big scarcity no city boy, so icey so no nike boy but just gucci, louis, prada, excuse me gucci mane keep sh-ttin on me why that boy keep buyin jewelry east atlanta c-ckin hammas bandanas on car antenas no we do not talk to strangers, just cut off these n-gg-z fanguz gucci’s armed and dangerous cocaine, codeine, and angel dust, this ak-47 will hit chu errwhere from the ankle up clips same size as nia long, clips long as a pringles can 4.5. desert eagle on me you would think i’m a eagles fan toni braxton sniper rifle make you never breath again f-ck that n-gg- kill that n-gg- bring him back kill him again

[lil wayne:]
yeahh. the, the money is da motive, f-ck with da money it get ugly as coyote, ok i’m reloaded, better pull it if you tote it, i buy a pound, break it down and put it in a stogie. swagga so bright i don’t even need light, i’m with a model broad she don’t even eat rice, but would you believe it she dikes and she asked me for a pitcher so i gave her 3 strikes.

i’m da man around this m-th-f-cker, i’m so hot you probably catch a tan around this m-th-f-cker, this rap game i got my hand around this m-th-f-cker, yeah i said game, but i ain’t playing around this m-th-f-cker.
yeah i’m da best to ever do it b-tch, and you the best at never doing sh-t, if you da sh-t then, i am sewer rich, try me i’ll have your people reading eulogies i swear you can’t f-ck with me, but i can f-ck your girl and make her nutt for me then sl-t for me then kill for me, than steal for me and of course it’ll be your cash, then i’ll murda dat b-tch and send her body back to your -ss.


ahh, man suck my clip, swallow my bullets and don’t you spit oooooooo, i am da hip hop socialist, life is a gamble and i’m all about my poker chips, do you want a dose of this i will make da most of this, f is for ferocious, murder your -ssociates, the top is so appropriate, this is just where i belong, keep a hard d-ck for your girlfriend to wobble on, weezy.




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