Young Money — Steady Mobbin’

[Produced by Kane Beatz] [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Man, fuck these niggas! I'ma spare everything but these niggas I flip the gun and gun-butt these niggas Take the knife off the AK and cut these niggas (Kane is in the building, nigga) Yeah, and fuck these bitches I swear I care about everything but these bitches I don’t care, I "so what" these bitches And I put Young Mula, baby, way above these bitches Ha! If it ain’t broke, don’t break it And-And-And if he ain’t shook, I’m gon' shake him Hope I don’t look weak, 'cause when a wolf cry wolf You still see that wolf teeth, mothafucka Ha! Fu-Fu-Futuristic handgun If you act foul, you get two shots and one, haha I'm at your face like Lancôme, haha You niggas softer than Roseanne's son, hey You cannot reach me on my Samsung I'm busy fuckin' the world and givin' the universe my damn tongue Ha, crazy motherfucker, I am one, ha But the crazy thing is, I began one Hehe! All-white bricks I’m straight like it’s jumping back to 36, nigga! Big house, long hallways Got 10 bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And we don’t want no problems Okay, you’re a goon, what's a goon to a goblin? Yeah, and Kane on the beat I fuck around and leave a nigga's brains on the street, oooh Now, pop that pussy I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin' Whoa, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] What the fuck is up? (Up) It’s Gucci Mane the G (S'Gucci) Ask Tity Boi, no pity, boy; this scar city, the city boy (What?) So Icy; so, no Nike, boy Just Gucci, Louis, Prada, 'scuse me ('Scuse me) "Gucci Mane keep shittin' on me, why that boy keep buying jewelry?" (Kane is in the building, nigga) East Atlanta cockin' hammers, bandannas on car antennas (Ugh) No, we do not talk to strangers Just cut off these niggas' fingers (Huh) Gucci’s armed and dangerous, cocaine, codeine and angel dust This AK-47 will hit ya everywhere from the ankle up (Ankle) Gun same size as Nia Long, clip long as a Pringles can (Damn) 4-5 Desert Eagle on me, you’ll think I'm a Eagles fan (Huh) Toni Braxton sniper rifle, make you never breathe again (Hah) Fuck that nigga, kill that nigga, bring him back, kill him again Gucci! [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Yeah, the-the-the money is the motive Fuck with the money, it get ugly as Coyote "Okay, I’m reloaded," better pull it if you tote it I buy a pound, break it down, and put it in a stogie Swagger so bright, I don’t even need light I’m with a model broad, she don’t even eat rice, ha But, would you believe it? She eat dykes And she asked me for a picture, so I gave her three strikes, yeah I-I’m the man around this motherfucker I’m so hot, you probably catch a tan around this motherfucker This rap game, I got my hand around this motherfucker Yeah, I said "game," but I ain’t playing around this motherfucker! Yeah! I’m the best to ever do it, bitch, haha And you’re the best at never doing shit If you the shit, then I'm sewerage Tr-try me and I’ll have your people reading eulogies, haha I swear, you can’t fuck with me But I can fuck your girl, and make her nut for me, then slut for me Then kill for me, then steal for me, and of course, it’ll be your cash Then I'll murder that bitch and send her body back to your ass [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And-And we don’t want no problems Oka-Okay, you’re a goon, what's a goon to a goblin? Yeah, and Kane on the beat I-I fuck around and leave a nigga's brains on the street, oooh Now, pop that pussy I-I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin' Whoa, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Ugh! M-Man, suck my clip Swallow my bullets, and don’t you spit, ughh! I am the 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 the most of this "F" is for ferocious, murder your associates The top is so appropriate, this is just where I belong Keep a hard dick for your girlfriend to wobble on, Weez'! [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And-And we don’t want no problems Oka-Okay, you’re a goon, what's a goon to a goblin? Yeah, and Kane on the beat I-I fuck around and leave a nigga's brains on the street, oohh Now, pop that pussy I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin' Whoa, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby Kane is in the building, nigga And-And we don’t want no problems Oka-Okay, you’re a goon, what's a goon to a goblin? Yeah, and Kane on the beat I-I fuck around and leave a nigga's brains on the street, oohh Now, pop that pussy I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin' Whoa, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby