Married To The Mob - DJ Drama

Love But there's no one I've trusted Buss down chains even though I'm most wanted But man just said fuck this Lean with a gun on your brother like Russ Get the bag even if I weren't an artist But you've gone mad if you take me for a target Same time brain of Caroline or Charlotte Shakin' up their arses, rass it 1 gyal, 2 gyal, 3 gyal, 4 If I cuff one I can't see no more Kick off the door, wavin' the 44 He touch my boy won't talk I just bore You with me ya grind away ya grind too I'd rather live my life beside you Talking on the net until I find you I just wanna make my bread and be Married to the pound Swear down if money was a girl (wanna be your baby) I gotta put on for my block Go hard for my niggas in the jail Broke boys cuff for a fuck Think he's in luck so he say to a slut (Wanna be your baby) Do I chase money money Get money let that nigga take the L Simone, never used to pick phone Now she just blow coz she heard ya boys blown Doing up airports never go home True my shoes from Italy so I just Rome, Lavish Run down niggas on my ones, baddest Rap game put me in the class, bracket D down telling me she can't, hack it Pound, habit 1 gyal, 2 gyal, 3 gyal, 4 If I cuff one I can't see no more Kick off the door, wave in the 44 He touch my boy won't talk I just bore You with me ya grind away ya grind too I'd rather live my life beside you Talking on the net until I find you I just wanna make my bread and be Married to the pound Swear down if money was a girl (wanna be your baby) I gotta put on for my block Go hard for my niggas in the jail Broke boys cuff for a fuck Think he's in luck so he say to a slut (Wanna be your baby) Do I chase money money Get money let that nigga take the L