I wake up & get bread
I don't give two $#&@s bout what she said
Cause baby the M.O.B is how we live

So she just a beat like the speed.
The game's in your area, turn it it up in your stereo
Here we go back on that %#@!, to make the Bay go hysterical

Then we lay on the paper chase, like the cops on pursuit
Got some pills in the back & I think she poppin' a few
Any way you guarantee that they rockin' with Su?

Only planned on bringing one, but then I brought back the crew
& they all ready to go! ready to ride out!
I just give the 2,1 go, homie I slide out

HBK the gang, gettin' money nothin' to lie bout
Type of dick, to make your chick wanna try out
If you wanna find out, ill teach yo $$# a lesson

Treat her like a studio I'm talking full session
Never fall in love, because its all about progression
On my Big Daddy Kane %#@!, ain't no half steppin'


Then I'm right back to my money, I'm always on the grind
& I'm up all night, I'm always down to Mob


Hook:


I ain't tryna hurt nobody, I'm just all about my profit
When you see me I be Mobbin' (x2)
Ya-i'm talkin' bout?


Mobbin'... Riding round gettin' dough (x4)


Yuup
Later on still countin' ends
Got your girlfriend wetter than a fountain is

All she want is a young ^!$$% gettin' it?
Take her home & she ride on some magic mountian %#@!
Whole bunch of rapper, but don't none of them amount this %#@!

Coming straight up of the rich, ^!$$% we real as it gets
Feel like I'm loosing my whip crazy, I'm a lunatic
Come & get some of this Heart Break hooligan

He hatin' on me, how foolish of him
My whole city here, how coolest of him
We all in the building, we gettin' it in

This %#@! like depend, crazy, how could you forget?
The more money I make, the more money I spend.
On my number 9, I'm right next to the 10


Back to my money, I'm always on the grind
& I'm up all night, I'm always down to Mob


Hook:


I ain't tryna hurt nobody, I'm just all about my profit
When you see me I be Mobbin' (x2)
Ya-i'm talkin' bout?


Mobbin'... Riding round gettin' dough (x4)


BANG BANG on them homies
Young ^!$$% got that old bread
Walk in the mall ball some, cold head

Mobbin' all night like no bed..
Holla when you see me, be her boyfriend wanna be me
Bet her homies wanna $#&@ me, bet I appear like a Genie

Tell promoters I'mma need a few racks if you wanna see me
Hundreds of phoney ^!$$%s huh
Cause im on son, I'm on patron son

Where the hoes at? you should phone some.
Swagger on a mil, like where'd you get your clothes from?
& where'd you meet her? she a cold one!

Yeah I'm a G, but respected by the old ones
Yeah I bought it, but never sold one
Never without a Trojan

I was blowing the Doja, higher than satellites
& I got the game on lock, might be reder or write


Hook:

I ain't tryna hurt nobody, I'm just all about my profit
When you see me I be Mobbin' (x2)
Ya-i'm talkin' bout?


Mobbin'... Riding round gettin' dough (x4)