CERTIFIED b*tch MOB CLASSIC lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch Mob n*ggas tell these hoes, "Suck my f*cking di*k"
I'ma rep the b*tch Mob, don't give a f*ck what day it is
b*tch-b*tch Mob n*ggas tell these hoes, "Suck my f*cking di*k"
I'ma rep the b*tch Mob, don't give a f*ck what day it is
b*tch-b*tch Mob n*ggas tell these hoes, "Suck my f*cking di*k"
I'ma rep the b*tch Mob, don't give a f*ck what day it is
Ahh, b*tch Mob, ayy, ayy, ayy (Hey Seepy, do we get some medals?)

[Verse]
b*tch Mob n*ggas tell these hoes, "Suck my f*cking di*k"
I'ma rep the b*tch Mob, don't give a f*ck what day it is
Money, money makin' mitch, I'm dummy dumb mistaking rich
High class mane, never f*ckin' with a basic b*tch
Man, my whole life I've been based, man, I think I was madе for them
Never too rich to pimp walk, my b*tch you gotta pay to hit
Now you see mе coming down when I drop the top on my '86
I can make your b*tch disappear, act like you ain't ever exist, swag
Tenkay tote the K, b*tch, get out the way
Them boys in the H like to swang when they bang
b*tches call me cocaine in the all white frames
I've never been a saint, b*tch, I'm rubbin' off the paint
My reputation you can't take, I make these b*tches faint
I take my shirt off and all the hoes go insane
You know I leave your boys speechless, they don't know what to say
I'm flexin' in the—, going hard in the paint
Ain't a damn thing change but the motherf*ckin' lane
These boys so lame, I still stay the same
I'm drippin' candy paint, some' like a candy cane
These b*tches suck my di*k because I look like Major Payne
Watch me droppin' out your head, I'm [?] 'bout the pain
I feel like Paul Wall 'cause I'm swangin' in the rain
You know how I can't stand on the front page
I know how to maintain when it comes to my swaggin'
Never been no damn complanin'
I call you Captain-Save-a-Ho, don't hit the door without your cape
b*tch Mob n*ggas got too much on they plates
I show you how to be a man and put the food on the plate (b*tch Mob)
b*tch Mob n*ggas put the booty on the plate (What?)
I eat your b*tch ass, I ain't even say grace (Oh, no, man)
Put me in the Swag Olympics, watch how I play my position
Y'ain't in my damn division, get the f*ck up out my mentions
I came looking specific, I came looking scientific
These b*tches on my di*k because they already know I'm in it (Ahh, swag, swag)
You know I'm what, what? Man, I don't give a f*ck (I don't give a f*ck)
These b*tch Mob n*ggas, you know we don't give a f*ck
So your b*tch grabbed the wall (Shake that ass up), don't pick up the call
I swag in the winter, spring, summer, and the fall
b*tch Mob break the law, b*tch Mob breakin' records
I put my damn di*k in your baby momma rectum, swag, n*gga
[Outro]
Ahh, bow, bow, bow, b*tch, swag, b*tch
Certified b*tch Mob classic, n*gga, 34 sh*t, run it up, n*gga, ahh