Mobbin'

It's YBM on that thang tho

You know I be mobbin'
(Go, go, go, go, go)
And I put that on mamas
(Go, go, go, go, go)
I be mobbin'
(go, go, go, go, go)
You know I be mobbin'
(Go, go, go, go, go)
You know I be mobbin'

Jimmie Johnson with the way I burn rubber
Ima east bay kid you could find me in the suburbs
And no matter where I'm at, I'm Vomac Road
I got dreams to chase, I'm tryna get to these goals like
What's good with it
It's a hunnid on the dash when my foot hit it
I bet you hear me pullin' up in your hood wit' it
Hit me if you need a beat I got the joog wit' it
It's YBM on that thang
No gas break and I dip
Playlist 2006
All I really wanna do is gig
Aye, you know what it is mayne
I put in way too much work just to stop right here
So now I really gotta get it, Ima put it in gear
Keep my eyes on the road and keep my past in the mirrors
You know aye

You know I be mobbin'
(Go, go, go, go, go)
And I put that on mamas
(Go, go, go, go, go)
I be mobbin'
(Go, go, go, go, go)
You know I be mobbin'
(Go, go, go, go, go)
You know I be mobbin'

We bangin' harder than them 808's
Got the streets shakin' like an earthquake (ahh!)
I'm just puttin' on for my birthplace
So tell your boyfriend, stop hatin'
Touchdown, no fam, we ain't related
Champagne, toast that til' we get faded
I so, only gang that's most hated
White tee and blue jeans the ol' me
22's on 24 like Kobe
Sick wit' it, big boy like E-40
Still mobby, turnt dancing through the lobby
Dreads swangin', takin' pictures like I was famous
Doors open, switchin lanes wit' gold chains
Same clique, never switch the same lane
Propane, we gonn' blow its our lane

You know I be mobbin'
(Go, go, go, go, go)
And I put that on mamas
(Go, go, go, go, go)
I be mobbin'
(Go, go, go, go, go)
You know I be mobbin'
(Go, go, go, go, go)
You know I be mobbin'



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Writer(s): Myles Blake Parrish, Daniel Deshawn Hooker
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