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hugh hefner - slowed mob lyrics

[intro: playboi carti & rubi rose]
(what?)
what you say? say that again
why you block me? what’s up? what’s up with you?
say—what you mean what’s up with me?
what’s up with you?
tell me what—exactly what you mean (what?)
what you block me for?
uh, i ain’t block you
you lyin’
how i’m lying? (yeah)
because i just called you from my number unblocked
and it went through
and then i called you from my number blocked
and it didn’t go through
hold up, hold up, now i can’t hear you
yeah, what’s up with you? (what?)
what’s up with you?
what’s up?
carti, why you ignoring me?
answer my calls, carti
carti, what the f*ck?
carti

[chorus]
shawty gon’ nut on the team
3500 for these (3500 for these)
check please (what?)
i got your ho on a leash, all on her knees (yeah)
ready to preach (preach)
suck on my d*ck like a leech (leech)
all of these b*tchеs, they want to f*ck carti ’cause carti, he got a lil guap (guap, guap)
f*ck that lil’ b*tch in my car
diamonds, thеy shine in the dark
i got the k and the saw
50 round drum in that b*tch
i’m down with the mob (mob)
[post*chorus]
all of my hitters go hard
all of my n*ggas go hard
all of my hitters go hard
all of my n*ggas go off
all of my hitters go off
all of my n*ggas go off
all of my hitters go off
all of my n*ggas go off
all of my hitters go off
all of my n*ggas go off
all of my n*ggas go off
all of my n*ggas go off

[verse]
i put my soul in the mist
you took a shot and you missed
shawty be clean like a dish
f*ckin’ your b*tch then i ditch
smashin’ your b*tch, that lil b*tch need dish
lil’*ass ho, lil’*ass ho can’t kick
big bankroll, big bankroll in this b*tch
big bankroll, big bankroll, shawty, roll
that’s your ho, better get your ho
let her go, she ain’t tryna go
let her know
let her know, let her know, let her go
she nervous, she struggling, she nervous
i think she nervous, she nervous, she nervous
i think she nervous, she nervous, she nervous
[chorus]
shawty gon’ nut on the team
3500 for these (3500 for these)
check please (what?)
i got your ho on a leash, all on her knees (yeah)
ready to preach (preach)
suck on my d*ck like a leech (leech)
all of these b*tches, they want to f*ck carti ’cause carti, he got a lil guap (guap, guap)
f*ck that lil’ b*tch in my car
diamonds, they shine in the dark
i got the k and the saw
50 round drum in that b*tch
i’m down with the mob (mob)

[post*chorus]
all of my hitters go hard
all of my n*ggas go hard
all of my hitters go hard
all of my n*ggas go off
all of my hitters go off
all of my n*ggas go off
all of my hitters go off
all of my n*ggas go off
all of my hitters go off
all of my n*ggas go off
all of my n*ggas go off
all of my n*ggas go off
[outro]
woah, woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah, slatt

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