Da Mob lyrics

[Doughboy Quis]
Crispy
Crusin' down the mile blowing loud with my rich b*tch
Steering with my left hand showing how my wrist gliss
Knew that I'd come up again didn't think it be this quick
Shout out to them n*ggas that I used to hit licks with
7 mile better pile, been a man since a child
Used to be in school with my hand up a girl blouse
When my daddy went to jail
Ain't none of the boys come around
Or help me out when I was down so it's f*ck them n*ggas now
Lames tryin' to steal our styles
Imitators everywhere
But they can rock ice that Kid wouldn't let Amari wear
No matter where the f*ck I'm at I hold my chain in the air
They don't like 7 mile n*ggas but I don't care
b*tches stare when we in attendance
Pockets filled up with spinach
I love my life and all the people that's in it
Hold up wait for a minute
I got some sh*t to explain
We didn't reply to diss songs cause them n*ggas was lame

[Doughboy Josh]
Ain't none of my n*ggas starvin'
From Crispy Quis to Lil Marvin
If u still a broke n*gga you must be retarded
Bronx style rolex
Quick like boflex
A weak n*gga grindin' he getting no sex
O b*tch mad at me she get no text
She strippin' now tell me what's next
Off to fedex, 200 to catch
I'm the boss lil dawg go and fetch
[Doughboy Payroll]
Awwww sh*t Fenkell in this b*tch (4-1)
Keep the iron so I'm never wrinkled in this b*tch
White diamonds looking like a kilo on my wrist
Ice cubes in the chain so I can debo me a b*tch
They say we lyin' in our raps n*gga tell that to the feds
Haters say a n*gga broke b*tch tell that to my bread (f*ck on)
Ain't nothing change but the quality of ice
And I wear Louis every day like n*ggas wear knikes
I'mma cashout rich n*gga (b*tch)
If I tell my plug send them, them b*tches getting sent
It could be just ten or a hundred of them sh*ts
Them b*tches getting flipped vacuum seals getting ripped

[Doughboy HBK]
YAE YAE
All these n*ggas hatin' tell me one thing what yo pockets bout
Thats why yo main b*tch can't wait till my n*gga Roc get out
My bracelet for your life
My n*gga I wouldn't even swap it out
Everywhere I go I put the ave on and shout it out (YAE YAE)
Made a promise to myself im never going broke again
Ride past the club two times to make you choke again
Red bottoms, snake skin Guccis n*gga cobra skin
If I don't know nothing b*tch best believe I know to win
[Doughboy Clay]
In a clique full of bosses so getting money ain't an option
Stay going hard even though the feds watching
You say you getting money little boy you need to stop it
Took a trip with Don Michaels came back with our apartment
How your ass getting money when no grass in your yard
And you really working light and you really praying hard
All my n*ggas believe in God, Doughboyz and drugs
n*ggas f*ck with DBC, because they know that we the plug

[Doughboy Maine]
Brightmo maine
14 carrots not 2 that's just one chain
Bossed down bands two wrists that just one hand
2 bad b*tches 1 me , hotel suite
A night you wish for that's every other week for me
Damn my b*tch such a freak well lets do it
It's a bounty on my chains somebody blew it
Let a real n*gga do it if u just gon' stand there
These b*tches want money and I'm bout to make it rain here

[Doughboy Chaz]
Phone slappin'
Turning down mills from major deals
Iced my rolie out cause I hate seeing stainless steel
Living mob life for real
f*ck models from Brazil
My n*gga Jordan trigga happy, shoot yo ass quick as hell
My daughter stay gucci down, own every pair
n*gga making diss songs, nobody f*cking care
When you own top n*gga everybody stare
DBC run the city n*gga f*ck anybody else
Stack for a feature n*gga this ain't no joke
Four for a show impossible to go broke
All this ice on me make a bad b*tch choke
Every b*tch that suck me up gon' choke
[Doughboy Dre]
I got pounds of the reggies balling like a pacer
Remy XO straight shot no chaser
So f*ck a hater and f*ck a broke ass b*tch
Doughboyz Cashout we already rich
f*cking with Tip in the A drinking Avion
So stop playing like you know us you don't know Delon
And you don't know me I get it by the whole p
Bad pretty b*tch long hair, she wanna blow me
I blow up by the oz then call a couple thousand
The n*ggas keep hatin but my money keep piling
And my n*ggas be wildlin
My goons be trippin
40 on my hip nah b*tch im never slippin' (never)