Mobster Dinner Lyrics

Let's go, huh!
We don't swerve it out on this one
You know what I'm saying?
Swag it out on this bitch!
You pull that big state house
How about... ?
Eat, motherf*cker.... on the niggas!
We are talking... you know what I'm saying?
We are the.. home boy!
Uh, yeah!

The paper gain Oprah, phantom of the operas
Currency face green, her white face coca
Kitchen with an apron, chicken with the sopa
...Jake the Snake beat Cobra
Been out!... to win out!
I do it for the homies in the hood, I can't get out!
Life without parole, mother f*ckers don't get out
Rick Flair to cope until the bake sort of spill out!
... your whole whip out
Million dollar chef, million skinny hoes, big out
Got a black hoodie on, with a white mask on
Mike Jackson with the glove on, gleam!
I beat the case with the gloves I live
I make that may weather money again, we're kids
We just Louis through the summer, Gucci through the winter
When you rubber bend the money, it's gonna make you a believer
When spend it with the evil, it's gonna make all of us sinners
Ace of spades, have a mobster dinner!
..with the fish scale, make me a winner!
Entertain the Colosseum like that sparking killer
I'm the reason why the strippers carry purse umbrellas
22s for the keys, caught that... man special
Hundred grands on the West Side where Fifty grands gonna piss my ear
Ball hard with the chains I wear, yeah!

Chorus:
It's a mobster dinner...
I'm feeling like a winner
Probably cause I never lost!
And if I'm sitting next to you,
You know what I'mma do!
Have I can convince you?

You know I have a PhD in fast money, right?
So you thought you just called me Pusha for night, yeah!

Del Frisco's, four days straight
Dinner for two, easily a thousand dollar date
Well, I... a model no feeling in the face
Her man is love her good, wrap twice around the waist
Double Dutch the wrist, invisibly wet, invisibly set
80 thousand dollars on the myth
That's Rolex posing under fist
I move flex 36 ounces on a brick
My niggas trick!
Dollars they blame and Chris Ange
The condoms full of...
They run freely around dope money and well trained
This smells a mixture of baking soda and piss stains!
Yeah! Too vivid nigga, admit it nigga!
What other way is the real? Hustlers gonna feel it, nigga!
Got no respect for you Jack boys, I kill it, nigga
It's full five, it's about as long as a midget nigga!

Chorus:
It's a mobster dinner...
I'm feeling like a winner
Probably cause I never lost!
And if I'm sitting next to you,
You know what I'mma do!
Have I can convince you?

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