Sicko Mobb

Sicko Mobb - Fiesta (Remix) lyrics

rate me

Now I be cracking and rolling

All my niggas toting

Got bad bitches with sow-ins, all these hoes be going

Rock Trues and Robin's, dreads so they jockin’, I got the fe fe rocking

Tron, flats and molly, like get money, we spend it, shake it open catching

It's cause Chi-raq we here man, broke niggas y'all banned

It’s cracking, I'm rolling, all my niggas totin'

Got bad bitches with sow-ins

All these hoes be going

Say Sicko what’s popping, ball like the Houston Rockets

All I know is swerve and swag, and tall money is knocking

And our bullets are so facetious

Got your ass stop wishing, I’m on you like a mission

Like a mess is in here, we can’t lose so we winning

That’s why I be grinning, I’m popping all the ecstasy

My night is just beginning, rolling stone tatted

Speak country, what’s happening?

These bitch niggas be wilding ‘cause contracts I be signing

My Gucci hat is linen, all my hoes they out here get it

On my pimping if you with it, hold this SK, make them ribbit

Till they stop it, bullets hitting

Like Wayne with no ceilings

And we mobbing, mobbing, say Sicko, yeah, we coming

Now I be cracking and rolling

All my niggas toting

Got bad bitches with sow-ins, all these hoes be going

Rock Trues and Robin's, dreads so they jockin’, I got the fe fe rocking

Tron, flats and molly, like get money, we spend it, shake it open catching

It's cause Chi-raq we here man, broke niggas y'all banned

It’s cracking, I'm rolling, all my niggas totin'

Got bad bitches with sow-ins

All these hoes be going

All my homies riding, I be out here mobbing

In Miami colors, chilling with some hoes

All my money powder, all my shoes Italian

I ain’t lying, it’s Gucci on my toes

‘Cause she be all in my clothes, pick that booty all in my hoes

Ice scream cutie, supermodel, she ain’t worried about my dog

Girl, you ‘bout to miss your show, take that candy out of your nose

This sky gonna be mad, why he pray your ass to wall

We about to head to New York, might just hit up Nicki Minaj

Tired of Trinidad and be whiling, but I’m finna having a ball

Can’t forget about cigar, head to shop, record be loud…

Now I be cracking and rolling

All my niggas toting

Got bad bitches with sow-ins, all these hoes be going

Rock Trues and Robin's, dreads so they jockin’, I got the fe fe rocking

Tron, flats and molly, like get money, we spend it, shake it open catching

It's cause Chi-raq we here man, broke niggas y'all banned

It’s cracking, I'm rolling, all my niggas totin'

Got bad bitches with sow-ins

All these hoes be going

The hole it be rocking, I got bands in my pocket, and Sicko steady mobbing

Got hella rocks and robins, I’m tatted like a Mexican

These hoes know I be flexing, man

I’m on the end, no checking in and I don’t do no flaugin

Out west we be cutting though, we see little thots in booty shorts

They hop out in a vino, and you know we be doing us

They hit up the liquor store, then we hit the fifi up

We bail out and they jocking us ‘cause my whole team be dreaded up

Sicko and them be Guccied up, Sicko and them be Louied up

Got these bitches going crazy, that’s the word around our town

Big bands in my pocket, I don’t carry no wallet, get out my dick

I’m stunting, got the baddest bitches watching

Now I be cracking and rolling

All my niggas toting

Got bad bitches with sow-ins, all these hoes be going

Rock Trues and Robin's, dreads so they jockin’, I got the fe fe rocking

Tron, flats and molly, like get money, we spend it, shake it open catching

It's cause Chi-raq we here man, broke niggas y'all banned

It’s cracking, I'm rolling, all my niggas totin'

Got bad bitches with sow-ins

All these hoes be going

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found