F.Y.MOB - Cord
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{Intro:Rolo}
F.Y.MOB
Huh?
Fuck boy
Ro!
Ro
Go!
{Verse 1:F.Y.MOB ROLO}
We droppin’ bombs just like the Air Force
You niggas snitchin you work with the task force
Ballin’ so hard, I shattered the backboard
My niggas happy, the fuck is you mad for?
I get on stage, thats what these racks for
Dolla five zips? Might as well score
Cold heart but Im hot as the cord
More than a plug lil bitch, Im the cord
My niggas happy but we still want more
We shoot anything that come through that door
You won’t find it boy its under the floor
I guess that’s somethin’ that I shouldn’t have told
But you won’t touch it and get past this pole
Just like the wind, this pistol gon blow
Don’t think I’m cappin’ (?...)
Finger fuck the pistol just like the point
Rich homie but my name ain quan
You got that bread? You ain the only one
I be fresh like a dab of dawn
Sippin henny and (?...)
My bruthas gon come with the guns
When they slack, can’t do nun but run
I just be rollin’ this gas cuz its fun
Just told this white man to get off my lawn
Asian bitch, I call her Mulan
We go outta country we fuckin beyond
Knock it back woods just like a storm
I get a rack every time I perform
F.Y.MOB Bitch you know what we on
Lil Ro, F.Y.MOB, done
I get em off so I put you on
I got the pistol in my carry on
And I better get this bitch on board, yeah
{Verse 2:F.Y.MOB PIERRE}
I better get that bitch on board
Clean ass nigga, I don’t rock tom ford
Yo’ bitch, she love me
She said she adored
She said she don’t fuck with you cuz you a dork
My niggas wit it pull up and get busy
We the young niggas thats runnin’ the city
We started with nothin’ to flippin’ them pennies
I been had that loud I can’t fuck with that midget
My niggas on it and that is no cap
Bitch you was thuggin’ before all this rap
We got fans all across the map
We shut it down wherever we at
Sooner then later you see me on TV
You look at my chest and you see the (?...)
My bitch she bad she lookin like RiRi
You niggas is dumb you niggas is Re-Re
{Intro:Rolo}
F.Y.MOB
Huh?
Fuck boy
Ro!
Ro
Go!
{Verse 1:F.Y.MOB ROLO}
We droppin’ bombs just like the Air Force
You niggas snitchin you work with the task force
Ballin’ so hard, I shattered the backboard
My niggas happy, the fuck is you mad for?
I get on stage, thats what these racks for
Dolla five zips? Might as well score
Cold heart but Im hot as the cord
More than a plug lil bitch, Im the cord
My niggas happy but we still want more
We shoot anything that come through that door
You won’t find it boy its under the floor
I guess that’s somethin’ that I shouldn’t have told
But you won’t touch it and get past this pole
Just like the wind, this pistol gon blow
Don’t think I’m cappin’ (?...)
Finger fuck the pistol just like the point
Rich homie but my name ain quan
You got that bread? You ain the only one
I be fresh like a dab of dawn
Sippin henny and (?...)
My bruthas gon come with the guns
When they slack, can’t do nun but run
I just be rollin’ this gas cuz its fun
Just told this white man to get off my lawn
Asian bitch, I call her Mulan
We go outta country we fuckin beyond
Knock it back woods just like a storm
I get a rack every time I perform
F.Y.MOB Bitch you know what we on
Lil Ro, F.Y.MOB, done
I get em off so I put you on
I got the pistol in my carry on
And I better get this bitch on board, yeah
{Verse 2:F.Y.MOB PIERRE}
I better get that bitch on board
Clean ass nigga, I don’t rock tom ford
Yo’ bitch, she love me
She said she adored
She said she don’t fuck with you cuz you a dork
My niggas wit it pull up and get busy
We the young niggas thats runnin’ the city
We started with nothin’ to flippin’ them pennies
I been had that loud I can’t fuck with that midget
My niggas on it and that is no cap
Bitch you was thuggin’ before all this rap
We got fans all across the map
We shut it down wherever we at
Sooner then later you see me on TV
You look at my chest and you see the (?...)
My bitch she bad she lookin like RiRi
You niggas is dumb you niggas is Re-Re
