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AD-LIBBQ RIBS Video (MV)




Performed By: MILK MOB
Length: 1:45
Written by: Lincoln Intharacks, Michael Piras




MILK MOB - AD-LIBBQ RIBS Lyrics




MILK MOB gonna rob your dog
MILK MOB coming for your dog

We've got death on our backs
Conscience not something we lack
You'll cowards don't even smoke crack
Butter me up some, it's time for a nap
Bitch don't try touch me
I give her a slap!
Biggest break up since Fat and Chris Pratt
Why does every rapper act like trash?
Mainstream media will give you a rash

Enabling stupidity
Yall tryna get rid of me
It's a shame no one sees
Troubling people for fame
Won't even show them your name
You and I aren't the same

MILK MOB gonna rob your dog
(and I'm runnin and I'm killing and I'm dealing and I'm...)
MILK MOB coming for your dog

Started from the bottom and I'm still at the bottom
MILK MOB the squadron
And we got about um..
50 shotguns
Shout-out Rostem
Crack is what we're smoking
Clarity my anthem
(Apparently)
Conditsio homminum, yeah latin
I'm Satin's gay son
Spend my dads money
Damn so ugly
They call me Justy and I'm chilling with anxiety
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MILK MOB gonna rob your dog
MILK MOB coming for your dog

We've got death on our backs
Conscience not something we lack
You'll cowards don't even smoke crack
Butter me up some, it's time for a nap
Bitch don't try touch me
I give her a slap!
Biggest break up since Fat and Chris Pratt
Why does every rapper act like trash?
Mainstream media will give you a rash

Enabling stupidity
Yall tryna get rid of me
It's a shame no one sees
Troubling people for fame
Won't even show them your name
You and I aren't the same

MILK MOB gonna rob your dog
(and I'm runnin and I'm killing and I'm dealing and I'm...)
MILK MOB coming for your dog

Started from the bottom and I'm still at the bottom
MILK MOB the squadron
And we got about um..
50 shotguns
Shout-out Rostem
Crack is what we're smoking
Clarity my anthem
(Apparently)
Conditsio homminum, yeah latin
I'm Satin's gay son
Spend my dads money
Damn so ugly
They call me Justy and I'm chilling with anxiety
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Writer: Lincoln Intharacks, Michael Piras
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