We Mobbin Lyrics

Is there a hater in the room? Is there a hater in the room?
Is there a hater in the room?
1, 2, 3.

Fuck you, niggas, I swear I care about everything but these niggas
Don't pray no chance upon niggas.

So fuck you, bitches, I swear I care about everything but you, bitches.
You be some hating ass bitches, I ain't thinking about y'all bitches, stuck in my regis hour.
'Cause you're some dick drunk bitches, that nigga lame here ain't getting no bitches.

Why you worry about these niggas? Got your own shit, well, fuck with gold diggers.

First they get you stuck, just like honey do
Yeah, that's right, niggas, bitches getting money too.
I pull over in my two seater only two meet a bad bitch 'cause this is just what I do.

And I'm quit to tell a nigga "fuck you", move back, dirty money coming through.
'Cause that's a motherfucking pimp, look up in the skies, got my name on a plane.
'Cause I'm a motherfucking problem, bitch, you got a grammy, but I come and rob 'em.
Why you're between me? I won't fight with bitches that be singing okay, no.

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