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Artist: Ese Forties & Lazy Blue Devil
Song: M.O.B.
Album: Hate Proof
Year: 2013


-Lyrics-

"M.O.B."

(Intro)
"Ah yeah, Ese 40'z and that Lazy Blue Devil on some Hate Proof shit right here. You know how we do it. Droppin um back to back just like that. Servin um fresh out the gutta something for that ass. Some of that real you could feel shit. Huh. M.O.B. Hate Proof baybee. Bump that shit...."

("Chorus- Ese 40'z")
Money over all these bitches what the streets are tellin me
Time are through the thickness trying to dodge another felony
Fuckin with the drama playing all these hoes this M.O.B.
Tell em that I'm theirs but for reals I'm really N.O.T.

(Lazy's Verse)
Oh shit.... Blue Devil's in the house
A bunch of drunk homeboys reppin for the south
Hit the 7-11 or the corner store bangin
Bottle after bottle bitches keep saying
Lazy Locc I love you will you be my sucio?
Hell naw bitch I'm doin shit that you ain't used to
If you want me you gots to bring a friend
And when we wake up we'll do it all again
But next week for sure though I'm on to the next one
Bitches complainin because I never text um
What can I say it's hard to tell what these bitches do
Sayin they at work but really she just really fuckin fools
I ain't the jealous type I just don't like being lied to
Sayin that you single later on I gotta hide you
Baby daddy tripping he says he know we fucked
I ain't with all the drama girl so let me know what's up

(Chorus- Ese 40'z)
Money over all these bitches what the streets are tellin me
Times are through the thickness trying to dodge another felony
Fuckin with the drama playing all these hoes this M.O.B.
Tell em that I'm theirs but for the reals I'm really N.O.T.

(Ese 40'z Verse)
Creep another night logic money over bitches
hittin a blunt and takin flight off in my mind I gun wit a quickness
on these rhymes that I lay on these tracks
like these hoes that lay on they backs
30 packs and chronic sacks finna bone that bitch and just relax
money over grimy hoes hookin these fools wit a try me pose
I'm a flip that game and make her pay my ways and buy me clothes
on that M.O.B. as you can see
I never trust a slut for them unfortunately
I'm never fallin for that puffy eyed watery work shit
because as soon as she jump off of mine she be on another dick
and I just kill that noise that like a D.O.M.
look in their eyes like we know him
tweekin as bitches lookin bout sixty pounds below slim
but I ain't trying to hear it I'm talkin money over broads main
to all them buying her this or that trying to tap that ass that's yalls thang
I'm off that M.O.B. type NBG wit a street life
pimpin up off that natural game I know just what it be like

(Chorus- Ese 40'z)
Money over all these bitches what the streets are tellin me
Times are through the thickness trying to dodge another felony
Fuckin with the drama playing all these hoes this M.O.B.
Tell em that I'm theirs but for reals I'm really N.O.T.

(Ese 40'z Verse 2)
Verse on the track spittin another rap for all my gees
putting the pimp shit on the map all the way back can't fuck wit these
homies off that hate proof and we have no love for hoes
only love for money and the pussy that this money grows
I'm a keep it real trick true facts in the face to deal with
she tell me that she love me but know I don't really feel shit
I'm on another mode nother way of thinking chain of thought
stacking all these rhymes how many more wicked verses can I drop
tell you where I'm coming from txtown krazies running some
pimp tight game on all these all these hoes
in the corners that we gunning from
you know we tell it M.O.B. fuck my foes they die slowly
poppin off with a gang of shots in the back of the lac and we gone see
how we livin the street life putting the words on the beat right
fucking around with the reaper yelling death on mutts when the heat light
all the blocks like lightning flashes ghetto thunder with a quickness
I'm a keep it gangsta barrio fitness money over bitches

(Chorus- Ese 40'z)
Money over all these bitches what the streets are tellin me
Times are through the thickness trying to dodge another felony
Fuckin with the drama playing all these hoes this M.O.B.
Tell em that I'm theirs but for reals I'm really N.O.T.

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