Mob wit ya boy chords by Baby bash & lucky luciano
Verse 1
Am
F
Am
Dm
Mob
Am
bin' like a motherfucker
Dm
Am
Dm
slidin' through
Am
Mobbed with your boy,
everything chromed out
Dm
Heads gon' turn every time he roll out
Am
My, my, but your boy,
everything crumbed out
Dm
Paints, they ain't drippin',
Am
they ain't chasin' no clout
I got the fattest, I can push it
Cattle, I can push it
Dm
I'm the motherfucker that
get all that good pussy
Am
I spit raw in the game
All boss in the game
Dm
Me and money go together
like a straw and a cane
Am
And I'm often in Maine,
right there by Connecticut
Dm
Man, I got a bitch
and she teaches good etiquette
Am
Serving her the medicine, dick,
get some bubblegum
Dm
Bang your boy, bash, get around,
here's another one
Am
Out in Chi -Town with a
boatload of ass
Dm
Take me to the strip club,
give me a boatload of cash
Am
And her throat goes to bash late
night with her girlfriend
Dm
Gettin' high as fuck,
take her hip off my pearl pin
Am
Mobbin' like a motherfucker,
slidin' through
Dm
Mob bin' like a motherfucker,
slidin' through
Am
Mob bin' like a motherfucker,
slidin' through
Dm
Mobbin' like a motherfucker,
slidin' through
Am
Mob with your boy,
everything chromed out
Dm
Heads gon' turn every time he roll out
Am
My, my butcher boy,
everything crumbed out
Dm
Paint stains drippin',
ain't chasin' no clout
Am
Higher than the moon,
I could sleep till noon
Dm
I done ate a mushroom,
hotter than the month of June
Am
iTunes payment, niggas can't fake me
Dm
Woke up today and said thanks
for Ben Franklin
Am
Lucky Lou and Badge Time,
nigga gang, gang
Dm
We get older
but our hoes stay the same age
Am
Shoulda seen the model
that I knocked last night
Dm
Front teeth brighter than a cop flashlight
Am
Old school playa,
I don't rock with them simps
Dm
Or the seafood tower,
hella lobster and shrimps
Am
These leather seats got
a air conditioner in em
Dm
Mobbin' to the money,
niggas hate but I don't hear em
Am
Mobbin' like a motherfucker
slidin' through
Dm
Mobbin' like a motherfucker
slidin' through
Am
Mobbin' like a motherfucker
slidin' through
Dm
Mobbin' like a motherfucker
slidin' through
Am
Mob with your boy,
Dm
everything chromed out
Heads gon' turn every
time he roll out
Am
Mobbed with your boy,
everything chromed out
Dm
Paint stain drippin',
Am
F
ain't chasin' no cloud
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
you
Mob wit ya boy
Baby bash & lucky luciano
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