m.o.b settle 4 less şarkı sözleri

It's Mob Leww Uhhhhh uh uh uh Aye, I got water on my neck uh Only thing I know is flex I got water on my neck Somebody point me to the check And it ain't no way, I'm a settle for less Wake up and pray everyday, that we blessed Jugging these niggas, they know I'm finesse I had to tell her to stop asking for sex I don't need no help, bitch I do it the best I'm passing that bitch, if that pussy ain't wet Oh that's your wifey, don't think that we met Take a trip to New York, just to ball like a net And I'm with some killers, I know they gone step Niggas is crazy, they want to be lazy, I get off my ass and go run up a check I talk to my mom everyday on the phone and she told me my son you can't settle for less Check out my neck, bitch my Cuban link shining Perfect timing, every time that I'm rhyming I'm sipping syrup like it's helping my sinus They know I'm a G, bitch I'm moving in silence Y'all niggas need to hush Do Si Do in a dutch Polo T shirt and it's tucked I got your bitch and I ate it for lunch Drop me a deuce in a Hawaiian Punch And if I'm with Lump, guarantee you get jumped All I got is exotic, this here is some runts Get it gone in a day, you gone take you some months I can't kick it with these niggas, this ain't no punt They be eating my style like some damn Pizza Hut Ain't got no choice, I keep running it up Give me the pack and I'm fucking it up I got a bad bitch on my coat tail I'm trapping all night at the hotel Who want the beef, we got rotel Aye come and get it, it's a wholesale Say I'm slicker than edges no gel I'll bring that pistol to your doorbell For I purchase this pack, do it smoke well I done cut that bitch off, I'm like, oh well I got some hitters, they ride with that pistol, they coming, if I say you fucking with me Bitch got a man, and she do only fans but Dukie Lump fucking for free Aye, yeah we them niggas, I go get that scrilla, I really deliver, can't do it like me Try one of us, nigga yeah you gone see I'm a drop you the pin cuz you know, where we be Big shoes, bitch they know I'm a stepper Chopper eat a nigga, hamburger helper If a nigga talking down, I'm a press him I just might put that little boy on a stretcher Puzzle pieces, bruh I put it together I want me a Jag or I want me a Tesla All this weight on me like I'm a motherfucking wrestler F five, slam that boy like Brock Lesnar Only thing I know is flex I got water on my neck Somebody point me to the check And it ain't no way I'm a settle for less Wake up and pray everyday that we blessed Jugging these niggas, they know I'm finesse I had to tell her to stop asking for sex I don't need no help, bitch I do it the best I'm passing that bitch, if that pussy ain't wet Oh that's your wifey, don't think that we met Take a trip to New York just to ball like a net And I'm with some killers, I know they gone step Niggas is crazy, they want to be lazy, I get off my ass and go run up a check I talk to my mom everyday on the phone, and she told me my son you can't settle for less
Sanatçı: M.O.B
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
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Şarkı Süresi: 2:37
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