Pull up in the SVJ, I'm peelin' off the tires Shooters in the SVR, I call 'em up for hire
Bitch, I'm at the point where I smoke just to get higher
M.O.B., I'm off the wire, you kill him first, I'll send the wire
I might have to call your bitch cause I can't get it up
Wokhardt in my cup, can't you see it got me stuck
If he feelin' dicey, tell that boy to try his luck
Check on me like Nike, promise I don't give a f*ck
Like my pussy bald like the head on Mr. Clean
Got a big Glock and put blue up on the beam
How is that your bitch if she f*ckin' on the team
Not a fan of how we movin' so I shot him in his spleen
Bitch, it's MOBeezy and you know just how we movin'
Ran into some money, went and bought my bro a Cuban
Bitch, I bought a semi, I can't wait to go and shoot it
Bitch, I bought a semi, I can't wait to go and shoot it
He don't want no smoke, in this clip 100 bullets
Bitch, I'm ballin' hard like Michael Jordan on the Bullets
If you say you down to ride, you gonna have to prove it
That bitch said she love me so I told that bitch to prove it
All up in my mind and I'm scared I'm gonna lose it
Loadin' up the gun, 2-2-3 it gotta full clip
What the f*ck you mean you don't think that I'ma do it?
Bow, bow, bow, in your brain 100 bullets
If you talkin' reckless, then pussy boy just pull it
And if you need a lesson, I can show you how to do it
Send his ass a blessin' cause the shooters got a cooler kit
Pull up with his bitch in her mouth, she takin' all the dick
MobTyz - 100 BULLETS Lyrics
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Pull up in the SVJ, I'm peelin' off the tires Shooters in the SVR, I call 'em up for hire
Bitch, I'm at the point where I smoke just to get higher
M.O.B., I'm off the wire, you kill him first, I'll send the wire
I might have to call your bitch cause I can't get it up
Wokhardt in my cup, can't you see it got me stuck
If he feelin' dicey, tell that boy to try his luck
Check on me like Nike, promise I don't give a f*ck
Like my pussy bald like the head on Mr. Clean
Got a big Glock and put blue up on the beam
How is that your bitch if she f*ckin' on the team
Not a fan of how we movin' so I shot him in his spleen
Bitch, it's MOBeezy and you know just how we movin'
Ran into some money, went and bought my bro a Cuban
Bitch, I bought a semi, I can't wait to go and shoot it
Bitch, I bought a semi, I can't wait to go and shoot it
He don't want no smoke, in this clip 100 bullets
Bitch, I'm ballin' hard like Michael Jordan on the Bullets
If you say you down to ride, you gonna have to prove it
That bitch said she love me so I told that bitch to prove it
All up in my mind and I'm scared I'm gonna lose it
Loadin' up the gun, 2-2-3 it gotta full clip
What the f*ck you mean you don't think that I'ma do it?
Bow, bow, bow, in your brain 100 bullets
If you talkin' reckless, then pussy boy just pull it
And if you need a lesson, I can show you how to do it
Send his ass a blessin' cause the shooters got a cooler kit
Pull up with his bitch in her mouth, she takin' all the dick
Bitch, I'm at the point where I smoke just to get higher
M.O.B., I'm off the wire, you kill him first, I'll send the wire
I might have to call your bitch cause I can't get it up
Wokhardt in my cup, can't you see it got me stuck
If he feelin' dicey, tell that boy to try his luck
Check on me like Nike, promise I don't give a f*ck
Like my pussy bald like the head on Mr. Clean
Got a big Glock and put blue up on the beam
How is that your bitch if she f*ckin' on the team
Not a fan of how we movin' so I shot him in his spleen
Bitch, it's MOBeezy and you know just how we movin'
Ran into some money, went and bought my bro a Cuban
Bitch, I bought a semi, I can't wait to go and shoot it
Bitch, I bought a semi, I can't wait to go and shoot it
He don't want no smoke, in this clip 100 bullets
Bitch, I'm ballin' hard like Michael Jordan on the Bullets
If you say you down to ride, you gonna have to prove it
That bitch said she love me so I told that bitch to prove it
All up in my mind and I'm scared I'm gonna lose it
Loadin' up the gun, 2-2-3 it gotta full clip
What the f*ck you mean you don't think that I'ma do it?
Bow, bow, bow, in your brain 100 bullets
If you talkin' reckless, then pussy boy just pull it
And if you need a lesson, I can show you how to do it
Send his ass a blessin' cause the shooters got a cooler kit
Pull up with his bitch in her mouth, she takin' all the dick
Writer: Tyler Summers
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