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Drake – Mob Ties lyrics
[Verse 1: Drake]
Ayy, sick of these niggas (sick)
Sick of these niggas (sick, sick)
Hire some help (help), get rid of these niggas (skrr)
Sick of this shit, move to the Ritz
Turned out the bitch (ayy)
It is what it is, yeah
GLE, 'cause that Lambo movin' fast
S Class, G Class, lotta class
In a rocket and that bitch ain't got no tags
Louis bags in exchange for body bags, yeah

[Pre-Chorus 1: Drake]
Sick of these niggas (sick)
Sick of these niggas (sick, sick)
Hire some help (help), get rid of these niggas (grr)
Fuck what it was, it is what it is
Whatever you did, it is what it is

[Chorus: Drake]
And I'm so tired (tired)
I fuck with the mob and I got ties (got the ties, got the ties)
Knock you off to pay their tithes (oh)
They want me gone but don't know why
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that

[Post-Chorus: Drake]
Ayy, sick of these niggas
Sick of these niggas
Hire some help, get rid of these niggas
I'm not with the ra-ra
I am a da-da
My bitch in Chanel now
Your bitch in the Prada (sick, sick, sick)

[Verse 2: Drake]
Yeah, and they shook
Please don't let them fool ya, I don't care how they look (nah)
Heard all of the talkin', now it's quiet, now it's shush (shh)
Twenty-nine is comin', they on edge when I cook (cook)
Lead the league in scorin', man, but look at my assists (shh)
Yes I be with Future but I like to reminisce (yeah)
I do not forget a thing, I'm patient, it's a gift (yeah)
Try to tell 'em they ain't got to do it, they insist (they insist)
Yeah, I can tell
I just gave 'em two for forty million like Chappelle (two)
Standin' over coffin with a hammer and a nail (two)
Heard you hit up so and so, that name don't ring a bell (nah)

[Pre-Chorus 2: Drake]
Sick of these niggas (sick)
Hire some help, get rid of these niggas
I'm sick of this shit (sick, sick)
I'm runnin' a blitz
Whatever you did, it is what it is

[Chorus: Drake]
And I'm so tired (tired)
I fuck with the mob and I got ties (got the ties, got the ties)
Knock you off to pay their tithes
They want me gone but don't know why
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that
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Songwriters: Allen Ritter, Anthony Cruz, Aubrey Graham, Cory McKay, Dave Atkinson, Inga Marchand, Jean-Claude Olivier, Matthew Samuels, Nasir Jones, Samuel Barnes, Tavor Hollins Jr.
Mob Ties lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Cloud9, Downtown Music Publishing, JELLYBEAN MUSIC GROUP, Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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