we be steady mobbin’ lyrics – lil’ wayne

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.


/ lil wayne lyrics