[Intro: Birdman]
Yeah, nigga
That's what it do, that's what it does
That's what it is
And is what always was, you heard me? Believe that
This what is hidden for, homeboy
Take this one to the bank, nigga
And I can't fall for that, believe that (Yeah)
[Chorus: Short Dawg]
Bitch, I'm a stunner, a rap hunner
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot of money
Bitch, I'm a stunner, a rap hunner
Is M.O.B., with this money and the power
Bitch, I'm a stunner, a rap hunner
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot of money
Bitch, I'm a stunner, a rap hunner (Yeah)
Is a M.O.B., with this money and the power (Yeah, nigga)
[Verse 1: Mack Maine]
We don't move O's, nigga, we move 'em whole
Got the game from the Gs, nigga, straight of the floor
Uptown nigga with this uptown soul
Flip a ice meat, nigga, drive a red rose
Hung up in the kitchen, got the heavy on the load
Hustle from the front straight to the back door
Money like trees, flippin' these flees
Bitches all over 'cause they know we got cheese
Rifle M.O.B., that's how it'd be
Cook a whole key, let him fly in the streets
Tall like a motherfucker, condo on the beach
That's how we livin' with the datas on the seats, one hunnid, nigga
Yeah, nigga
That's what it do, that's what it does
That's what it is
And is what always was, you heard me? Believe that
This what is hidden for, homeboy
Take this one to the bank, nigga
And I can't fall for that, believe that (Yeah)
[Chorus: Short Dawg]
Bitch, I'm a stunner, a rap hunner
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot of money
Bitch, I'm a stunner, a rap hunner
Is M.O.B., with this money and the power
Bitch, I'm a stunner, a rap hunner
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot of money
Bitch, I'm a stunner, a rap hunner (Yeah)
Is a M.O.B., with this money and the power (Yeah, nigga)
[Verse 1: Mack Maine]
We don't move O's, nigga, we move 'em whole
Got the game from the Gs, nigga, straight of the floor
Uptown nigga with this uptown soul
Flip a ice meat, nigga, drive a red rose
Hung up in the kitchen, got the heavy on the load
Hustle from the front straight to the back door
Money like trees, flippin' these flees
Bitches all over 'cause they know we got cheese
Rifle M.O.B., that's how it'd be
Cook a whole key, let him fly in the streets
Tall like a motherfucker, condo on the beach
That's how we livin' with the datas on the seats, one hunnid, nigga
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