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No Hook Video (MV)




Performed By: mobnmike
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: MARKEN WILLIAMS




mobnmike - No Hook Lyrics




(Aye)
(Aye)
F*ck that lil bitch we ain't friends i just hit
Once i bust a nut she get passed to the clique
I steal from the store even though the i'm rich
I ride with a pound get behind plead the fifth
I been thumbin' them racks man you know what it is
You know i cock it back if you all in my biz
Bitch got a fat ass and i did what i did
Get done with the bitch and she ask for a pic

Hundreds all blue got my money frm stitch
Lilo in the back man he pimpin' this bitch
Finger on the trigger ya i gotta itch
Put my clothes on ebay my shit go bid for bid
Whip ain't got no wheels but i ride like toretto
Reach for my chain you see god he say hello
I beat his ass ya i might drop a elbow
Run off with a fifty play a bitch like a chello

Ya i been ballin' feelin like melo
Labels be callin' i tell em' I'm solo
Ya i be robbin' down on the d-low
Hands on her knees locked eyes she a freak hoe
I drop a bomb when im up in the stu
You be watchin my moves still can't do what i do
F*ck a bitch man i love to be rude
You average i ain't no regular dude

Need some coke in my henny fore i sweep the room
If you broke get from round' me all you do is intrude
I make a movie its rated R
She rode me all night like she in a car
Ya i smoke loud pack
Green in the air you can smell it from outta state
Ya i f*ck raw jack
Don't know where she been ain't no way she can ride my face

I hit for uno time
Then i go tell a lie cause i don't really care if she cry
Ya know imma die for mine
Ooters on the roof man they be peekin' through the blinds
I'm some like a winnin' prize f*ck good enough
You be lucky for a second time
She told me she like surprise so i hit it up
Then i left the same night

Bitch wanna touch me i tell her back up
Nothin' physical less you trynna f*ck
Wrist watch two tone
Off the lot shit chrome
I ride twenty fours with some butterfly doors
I knew i would make it before i was born
I rock designer like my name was lauren
If this shit was a game then you know i'd be scorin'
Flew off the porch everybody sound boring
F*ck a porch ion need shit i'm important
I hear voices in my head like I'm orton
They tell me start taxin my pack Extortion
Nice line up need some face tats
Then it's closed case man this shit a wrap
I already f*ck but imagine that
Enough said play dat shit back
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(Aye)
(Aye)
F*ck that lil bitch we ain't friends i just hit
Once i bust a nut she get passed to the clique
I steal from the store even though the i'm rich
I ride with a pound get behind plead the fifth
I been thumbin' them racks man you know what it is
You know i cock it back if you all in my biz
Bitch got a fat ass and i did what i did
Get done with the bitch and she ask for a pic

Hundreds all blue got my money frm stitch
Lilo in the back man he pimpin' this bitch
Finger on the trigger ya i gotta itch
Put my clothes on ebay my shit go bid for bid
Whip ain't got no wheels but i ride like toretto
Reach for my chain you see god he say hello
I beat his ass ya i might drop a elbow
Run off with a fifty play a bitch like a chello

Ya i been ballin' feelin like melo
Labels be callin' i tell em' I'm solo
Ya i be robbin' down on the d-low
Hands on her knees locked eyes she a freak hoe
I drop a bomb when im up in the stu
You be watchin my moves still can't do what i do
F*ck a bitch man i love to be rude
You average i ain't no regular dude

Need some coke in my henny fore i sweep the room
If you broke get from round' me all you do is intrude
I make a movie its rated R
She rode me all night like she in a car
Ya i smoke loud pack
Green in the air you can smell it from outta state
Ya i f*ck raw jack
Don't know where she been ain't no way she can ride my face

I hit for uno time
Then i go tell a lie cause i don't really care if she cry
Ya know imma die for mine
Ooters on the roof man they be peekin' through the blinds
I'm some like a winnin' prize f*ck good enough
You be lucky for a second time
She told me she like surprise so i hit it up
Then i left the same night

Bitch wanna touch me i tell her back up
Nothin' physical less you trynna f*ck
Wrist watch two tone
Off the lot shit chrome
I ride twenty fours with some butterfly doors
I knew i would make it before i was born
I rock designer like my name was lauren
If this shit was a game then you know i'd be scorin'
Flew off the porch everybody sound boring
F*ck a porch ion need shit i'm important
I hear voices in my head like I'm orton
They tell me start taxin my pack Extortion
Nice line up need some face tats
Then it's closed case man this shit a wrap
I already f*ck but imagine that
Enough said play dat shit back
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Writer: MARKEN WILLIAMS
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