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mob ties - glorb lyrics

[intro: dankton & the puff]
this is a puff production (production—production)
they thought they had us in the first half, huh?
nah, i am back! (back—back—back)

[chorus: dankton]
that boy gonna leak, that boy gonna die
know that i’m him, ’cause there’s only one i
b*tch, i’m rollin’ in the deep, set ’em on fire
b*tch, i’m stayin’ with adele, now she back online, yeah
(woo! ooh*ho!) we really turnin’ that tide, huh, really
we really livin’ that life, huh, really (woo! ooh*ho!)
it’s really givin’ mob ties, huh, really (woo! ooh*ho!)
it’s really givin’ that—(it’s really givin’—)

[verse 1: dankton]
she said my d*ck fat like caseoh (yeah)
i’m jynxzi with the siege, no rainbow (six siege)
pullin’ up on krabs with the 6, had him starin’ at the tip
turn that boy to kurt angle
(ha*ha*ha*ha*ha!) underwater, under pressure, underpaid
oppa daughter’s in my quarters, eatin’ dankton’s mayonnaise (yeah)
if the puffy gettin’ bl**dy, then i’m f*ckin’ on her face
now i’m feelin’ like a vampire, f*ck, i miss the rage, yeah
they never had it like me (like me)
they never really liked me (liked me)
i’m stayin’ with the shiesty, masked up
p*ssy thought i left, thought the dank went bankrupt, yeah
welcome to the openin’ of clams casino
dankton got the strippers, baby, bring a couple c*notes
where the opposition? i’ma touch ’em like a pedo
f*ck a brian peck, i’m nickeloading up a deagle
[chorus: dankton]
that boy gonna leak, that boy gonna die
know that i’m him, ’cause there’s only one i
b*tch, i’m rollin’ in the deep, set ’em on fire
b*tch, i’m stayin’ with adele, now she back online, yeah
we really turnin’ that tide, huh, really
we really livin’ that life, huh, really
it’s really givin’ mob ties, huh, really
it’s really givin’ that*

[verse 2: the puff]
ha, time to introduce myself
i be the puff, ha (yeah)
smoking zaza in the reef because i puff hard
said, “f*ck eugene, that boy a b*tch, he couldn’t f*ck hard”
i mean it literally, b*tch, i’m finna blow up
so f*ck these p*ssies, i’ma ride, this ain’t no drivin’ school
i shot his feet and had him dancing like my diamonds do
talking double d’s, my chest on overload
told him grab the keys, i’ma show him how i motorboat (boat)
puff, b*tch!

- glorb lyrics

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