mafia lyrics
by Hardrock
[Intro]
Man, stop f*cking playing with me boy
([?])
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
[Chorus]
You got it, you got it, I got it, I got it
I pull up with choppers, I'm smoking exotic
These thotties out here got so many damn bodies (Bodies)
Man I love the feeling, it's out of the body (Oh)
You know who I am, you know I ain't missing (Missing)
I told you about this sh*t but you ain't care to listen (Listen)
I ain't come to listen to none of that b*tching (No)
I came up to do some business and some business (Business)
I came up to count these riches and get riches (Riches)
I'm f*cking your n*gga b*tches and your b*tches
Spinning they block like a goddamn fidgеt (Whoa)
Leave a body cold, leavе a n*gga freezing
f*cked the b*tch, now she part of my collection
Youngin' came up off of swiping, finessing
Yes I pull up with hella lethal weapons (Buh)
Yes I pull up and shoot, it ain't no question (Buh, buh, buh)
Watch out before your lil' ass get peter-rolled (Peter-rolled)
TTS mafia, we got bankrolls
Labels calling, offering for my soul
Hell nah, you know a n*gga won't go (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse]
Yeah, 4.5 I just took in a week (A week)
Yeah, I make her heart skip a lil' beat (Goddamn)
Yeah, I will not accept no defeat (No defeat)
Yeah, you might just miss it if you blink (Don't blink)
A million dollars what I see (Yeah, yeah)
Tryna' get it before 19 (19)
Told my bro to stop sipping that lean (Yeah, yeah)
He see me blowing up in his dreams (Dreams)
Had to tighten up chopping up these beans (Chop 'em up)
Most of the time talking sh*t, what you mean? (Talking sh*t)
Pop a X, popping X I'm a teen (Poppin' X)
n*gga wanna be on top tier team (Top tier)
f*ck the n*gga, f*ck what he gotta' say (f*ck him)
I'ma do what I do either way (On God)
I'ma go get the racks either way (Them racks)
Tell the n*gga better get out my way (f*ck outta here)
[Chorus]
You got it, you got it, I got it, I got it
I pull up with choppers, I'm smoking exotic
These thotties out here got so many damn bodies (Bodies)
Man I love the feeling, it's out of the body (Oh)
You know who I am, you know I ain't missing (Missing)
I told you about this sh*t but you ain't care to listen (Listen)
I ain't come to listen to none of that b*tching (No)
I came up to do some business and some business (Business)
I came up to count these riches and get riches (Riches)
I'm f*cking your n*gga b*tches and your b*tches
Spinning they block like a goddamn fidget (Whoa)
Leave a body cold, leave a n*gga freezing
f*cked the b*tch, now she part of my collection
Youngin' came up off of swiping, finessing
Yes I pull up with hella lethal weapons (Buh)
Yes I pull up and shoot, it ain't no question (Buh, buh, buh)
Watch out before your lil' ass get peter-rolled (Peter-rolled)
TTS mafia, we got bankrolls (Top tier)
Labels calling, offering for my soul
Hell nah, you know a n*gga won't go (Yeah, yeah)