BROCKHAMPTON - M.O.B

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  • čas přidán 28. 08. 2024
  • Reuploaded cause they took it down
    Lyrics:
    Hey, kids? (Yeah)
    How you feelin'? (Fine)
    Feel alright? (Yeah)
    I wanna be more like a child they question everything
    Like, "Momma, where is your wedding ring?"
    The dust still settlin'
    Aight then, I'm settled in
    Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties
    [Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
    I'm tryna go in, I hope you niggas know it
    Young boy, I ain't heroic
    They hurtin', free they soul bitch
    You poor fool, think you know it
    My boy got the heater loaded
    So I don't trip too often
    Reportin' live from Kaufman
    These my dawgs for life
    Until I see a coffin
    Them trees, they got me coughin'
    I'm ridin' around, I'm cautious
    We yellin', "Fuck the law, bitch"
    We finna get it started
    We youngin' and we wildin'
    That bread keep multiplyin'
    That pain just keep on comin'
    Bring that Holy Water, we fuckin' underwater
    We jackin' off each other on the beach, then cum in the water
    That's that Holy Water
    That's that Florida shit, that 305, that guala, guala
    Might not see tomorrow
    Wash the evil from your heart, that's a verse I borrowed
    I see y'all boys tomorrow
    [Chorus: Matt Champion]
    We bring the mob out, we finna mob out
    Fuck around, leave your jaw down, ayy
    Leave your jaw down, ayy
    We bring the mob out (Ayy), we finna mob out
    Fuck around, leave your jaw down, ayy
    Leave your jaw down, yeah
    We bring the mob out, we finna mob out
    Fuck around, leave your jaw down, ayy
    Leave your jaw down, ayy
    We bring the mob out (Ayy), we finna mob out
    Fuck around, leave your jaw down (Yay)
    [Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
    I'm that nigga from the East side, ready to bang out on your set
    I do not care 'bout who in front of me if they ain't handin' checks
    Holdin my dogs down to the right and I got my baby to the left
    Both of 'em been on high alert for any sign of disrespect
    So where your head at player?
    You in the mud or you in the clouds
    You with your plug when the shit went down
    Now you both got blood that you can’t get out
    Hope we don't drown, niggas is clowns
    But it ain't no ringleader in that circus
    Rollin' up dreams, smoke away my purpose
    How a nigga hollow with a bulletproof surface, damn
    [Bridge: bearface]
    Push start, baby, like she drive a Benz truck (Woo)
    You ain't got no money, she don't wanna link up (Grr)
    And if he fuck up, it's one call to the mob (Grr)
    Pull up 'round the corner and we make the block hot
    [Verse 3: Matt Champion]
    No reassurance, this here, I burn it
    I got insurance for the way I'm 'bout to shock the systems
    About that action, blow the pistons
    Cut ties, better learn 'bout subtraction
    Can't keep up, get it out my system
    What we missin'?
    Need that boom, boom, boom, boom
    Drop it out
    [Chorus: Matt Champion & Kevin Abstract]
    We bring the mob out, we finna mob out
    Fuck around, leave your jaw down, ayy
    Leave your jaw down, ayy
    We bring the mob out (Ayy), we finna mob out
    Fuck around, leave your jaw down, ayy
    Leave your jaw down, yeah
    We bring the mob out (Bring the mob), we finna mob out (Finna mob)
    Fuck around, leave your jaw down, ayy (Leave your jaw)
    Leave your jaw down, ayy
    We bring the mob out (Bring the mob), we finna mob out (Finna mob)
    Fuck around, leave your jaw down, ayy (Leave your jaw)
    Leave your jaw down, yay
    [Outro]
    Did it last night I heard you say (Heard you say)
    Love 'em all but dying, 'cause that was in the way
    Well if you don't mind (I just need you here with momma)
    I think I'll leave (I think I'll leave)
    Leave 'em all together, means everything to me

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