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r & c - mobile pro lyrics

[hook: mobile pro]

hanging out in the fifth dimension
with whoopy goldberg just smoking blunts
same rules i mean no change
i’ve been macking hoes since sixth grade (x4)

[verse: mobile pro]

cut through a couple pounds
i’m riding down the block
roll away with a pack of hounds
i’m jacking out the stock
gotta watch up on my mind
business tricks, i’m finna flip
hundred trillion, million dollars
sitting right up on the tip
r&c up on the screen
roll my life and smoke my dreams
got a couple weeks to live
swear to god i’m bout to leave
make this money while i can
moon is waiting up on me
stars are waving up at me
i got your b-tch up in my sheets
i’m prime as f-ck
rolling deep up in the sea
high as h-ll up in the clouds
swear to god i’m bout to leave
getting tired of these folks
getting tired of the breeze
push my b-ttons, take my soul
cut me like you cut a tree
r&c up on the screen
roll my life and smoke my dreams
got a couple weeks to live
swear to god i’m bout to leave
trapped forever in a limbo
always ridin in a lambo
living life on my nintendo
popping shots just like i’m rambo
screaming like a b-tch
you’re like a bunch of dogs that bark
you can’t touch me
you can’t phase me
i don’t even wanna start
i’m so sick of all these fiends
your girl she my number three
i went on and took her dreams
i twist her swift and she will bleed
and this the best sh-t you ever heard
you tryna call your girl
and i’m like b-tch, just close the ‘curns
close your phone
b-tch open your legs
we taking turns
life ain’t fair
sh-t it’s clear
but the tables turn

[hook: mobile pro]

- mobile pro lyrics

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