Da Mob Lyrics & Tabs by Doughboyz Cashout
Da Mob
guitar chords lyrics
Crispy
Crusin' down the mile blowing loud with my rich bitch
Steering with my left hand showing how my wrist gliss
Knew that I'd come up again didn't think it be this quick
Shout out to them niggas that I used to hit licks with
7 mile better pile, been a man since a child
Used to be in school with my hand up a girl blouse
When my daddy went to jail
Ain't none of the boys come around
Or help me out when I was down so it's fuck them niggas now
Lames tryin' to steal our styles
Imitators everywhere
But they can rock ice that Kid wouldn't let Amari wear
No matter where the fuck I'm at I hold my chain in the air
They don't like 7 mile niggas but I don't care
But they can rock ice that Kid wouldn't let Amari wear
No matter where the fuck I'm at I hold my chain in the air
They don't like 7 mile niggas but I don't care
Bitches stare when we in attendance
Pockets filled up with spinach
I love my life and all the people that's in it
Hold up wait for a minute
I got some shit to explain
We didn't reply to diss songs cause them niggas was lame
Ain't none of my niggas starvin'
From Crispy Quis to Lil Marvin
If u still a broke nigga you must be retarded
Bronx style rolex
Quick like boflex
A weak nigga grindin' he getting no sex
O bitch mad at me she get no text
She strippin' now tell me what's next
Off to fedex, 200 to catch
I'm the boss lil dawg go and fetch
Awwww shit Fenkell in this bitch (4-1)
Keep the iron so I'm never wrinkled in this bitch
White diamonds looking like a kilo on my wrist
Ice cubes in the chain so I can debo me a bitch
They say we lyin' in our raps nigga tell that to the feds
Haters say a nigga broke bitch tell that to my bread (fuck on)
Ain't nothing change but the quality of ice
And I wear Louis every day like niggas wear knives
I'm a cashout rich nigga (bitch)
If I tell my plug send them, them bitches getting sent
It could be just ten or a hundred of them shits
Them bitches getting flipped vacuum seals getting ripped
YAE YAE
All these niggas hatin' tell me one thing what yo pockets bout
That's why yo main bitch can't wait till my nigga Roc get out
My bracelet for your life
My nigga I wouldn't even swap it out
Everywhere I go I put the ave on and shout it out (YAE YAE)
Made a promise to myself I'm never going broke again
Ride past the club two times to make you choke again
Red bottoms, snake skin Guccis nigga cobra skin
If I don't know nothing bitch best believe I know to win
In a clique full of bosses so getting money ain't an option
Stay going hard even though the feds watching
You say you getting money little boy you need to stop it
Took a trip with Don Michaels came back with our apartment
How your ass getting money when no grass in your yard
And you really working light and you really praying hard
All my niggas believe in God, Doughboyz and drugs
Niggas fuck with DBC, because they know that we the plug
Brightmo maine
14 carrots not 2 that's just one chain
Bossed down bands two wrists that just one hand
2 bad bitches 1 me, hotel suite
A night you wish for that's every other week for me
Damn my bitch such a freak well let's do it
It's a bounty on my chains somebody blew it
Let a real nigga do it if u just gon' stand there
These bitches want money and I'm bout to make it rain here
Phone slappin'
Turning down mills from major deals
Iced my rolie out cause I hate seeing stainless steel
Living mob life for real
Fuck models from Brazil
My nigga Jordan trigga happy, shoot yo ass quick as hell
My daughter stay gucci down, own every pair
Nigga making diss songs, nobody fucking care
When you own top nigga everybody stare
DBC run the city nigga fuck anybody else
Stack for a feature nigga this ain't no joke
Four for a show impossible to go broke
All this ice on me make a bad bitch choke
Every bitch that suck me up gon' choke
I got pounds of the reggies balling like a pacer
Remy XO straight shot no chaser
So fuck a hater and fuck a broke ass bitch
Doughboyz Cashout we already rich
Fucking with Tip in the A drinking Avion
So stop playing like you know us you don't know Delon
And you don't know me I get it by the whole p
Bad pretty bitch long hair, she wanna blow me
I blow up by the oz then call a couple thousand
The niggas keep hatin but my money keep piling
And my niggas be wildlin
My goons be trippin
40 on my hip nah bitch I'm never slippin' (never)
