[Hook: Trey Songz]
B Dubb c yeah you know the name
M.o.b. yeah you know the fucking game
B Dubb c ballin' like we hit the lotto
M.o.b. yeah that's the fucking motto
Its b Dubb c yeah you know the name
M.o.b yeah you know the fucking game
B Dubb c ballin' like we hit the lotto
M.o.b. yeah that's the fucking motto
[Verse 1: Rizz]
Niggas grillin' me but I ain't even do shit
Their girls wanna be the eight ball on my pool stick
Everybody knows that your ass fake
All eyes on me like a kid comin' to class late
And I forget about my past dates
Cause I dont love 'em I'm in love with gettin' fast cake
Just like I'm workin' in the bakery
My motivation is you pussy niggas hatin' me
Their girlfriends wish that they was datin' me
So I tell 'em get low like where Satan be
And who me? I'm never on that homo shit
Your bitch ride the dick like a pogo stick
I know you girls still gettin' butterflies
I wonder why? It's prolly cause I'm nothin' like them other guys
So don't ever be mistakin' me
There's only one R-R-I-I double Z
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kream]
Bitch I do it I done it and I did it
And I been runnin' shit and ya'll niggas is just sittin'
So sit back and just listen
I been fly since I took off - no pigeon
But I'm more like a dove
Cause my girlfriend is the white and she's got me so in love
And ya'll just a bunch of shrubs
You'll get buried in the dirt and your hole's already dug
So lay six feet under
You can dance with the devil cause its hotter than the summer
I got crack like a plumber
So send your fiends to me they can help me by my Hummer
And my fitted real low it reads "b Dubb c" cause thats a low blow
And if you ain't already know
Don't try to come around cream without no dough
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Unknown]
Yeah said I'm sippin' on petrone
Higher than a mother mother bitch leave me alone
Said I'm back in my zone
Pistol by my side bitch I'm packin' the chrome
Never leave it at home
Cause niggas got money and we never stay broke
Better leave her at home
Or she gon' take a ride while you're going home alone
Step one: you better have my money
Cause bein' broke as a joke ain't funny
Step two: you gotta have a bad ass crew
Them the boys with cake; niggas wit' attitude
Step three: Toss me the keys to the Lex
So she can get loose while she sips on Moët
Don't test cause I don't do quizzes
All I do is kush and that's the name and don't forget it
[Hook]
B Dubb c yeah you know the name
M.o.b. yeah you know the fucking game
B Dubb c ballin' like we hit the lotto
M.o.b. yeah that's the fucking motto
Its b Dubb c yeah you know the name
M.o.b yeah you know the fucking game
B Dubb c ballin' like we hit the lotto
M.o.b. yeah that's the fucking motto
[Verse 1: Rizz]
Niggas grillin' me but I ain't even do shit
Their girls wanna be the eight ball on my pool stick
Everybody knows that your ass fake
All eyes on me like a kid comin' to class late
And I forget about my past dates
Cause I dont love 'em I'm in love with gettin' fast cake
Just like I'm workin' in the bakery
My motivation is you pussy niggas hatin' me
Their girlfriends wish that they was datin' me
So I tell 'em get low like where Satan be
And who me? I'm never on that homo shit
Your bitch ride the dick like a pogo stick
I know you girls still gettin' butterflies
I wonder why? It's prolly cause I'm nothin' like them other guys
So don't ever be mistakin' me
There's only one R-R-I-I double Z
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kream]
Bitch I do it I done it and I did it
And I been runnin' shit and ya'll niggas is just sittin'
So sit back and just listen
I been fly since I took off - no pigeon
But I'm more like a dove
Cause my girlfriend is the white and she's got me so in love
And ya'll just a bunch of shrubs
You'll get buried in the dirt and your hole's already dug
So lay six feet under
You can dance with the devil cause its hotter than the summer
I got crack like a plumber
So send your fiends to me they can help me by my Hummer
And my fitted real low it reads "b Dubb c" cause thats a low blow
And if you ain't already know
Don't try to come around cream without no dough
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Unknown]
Yeah said I'm sippin' on petrone
Higher than a mother mother bitch leave me alone
Said I'm back in my zone
Pistol by my side bitch I'm packin' the chrome
Never leave it at home
Cause niggas got money and we never stay broke
Better leave her at home
Or she gon' take a ride while you're going home alone
Step one: you better have my money
Cause bein' broke as a joke ain't funny
Step two: you gotta have a bad ass crew
Them the boys with cake; niggas wit' attitude
Step three: Toss me the keys to the Lex
So she can get loose while she sips on Moët
Don't test cause I don't do quizzes
All I do is kush and that's the name and don't forget it
[Hook]
