Mistah F.A.B. - Mobbin' All Day (alt: Modin All Day) lyrics

[E-40] Sky Balla, E-40, F.A.B Tycoon Status [Hook] Straight from the Bay 'Bout to hit the club, we've been Mobbin all day [x2] [Mistah F.A.B] I step through fly, high as the clouds be Nothing but this ice and these beezies around me I'm Nemo, your girlfriend found me Cosmo got the beat, people just bouncing Color play on my clothes hella loud B Super clean like my nickname Bounty You run your city, I run my county When I'm around, why your boyfriend be pouting? A sky baller, like Sky Balla Your girl will go nuts, wet as f** if I call her Money stacks high, guarantee mine taller Try to outshine me? I'm the sun why bother? Hurtin haters feelings, my bad, my falter I'm sitting so high I can see my father Tycoon Status, no effort try harder I spit that crack crack like I live in five ??? [Hook] [Sky Balla] I'm a tycoon, b**h I'm so bossy Swag out of this world I'm so flossy We pop tags, no matter what the price be Off that purp and Patron we gettin Hyphy Mistah F.A.B. and your boy Sky Beezy It's bay biz we make this pimpin look easy I'm from Frisco, he's from Oakland Swisher Sweets are the only blunts we smokin Exclusive blonde bombshells they all pay me Gotta choose ??? for me it's all gravy I never would fall in love with a stripper But I make it rain, I'm a big tipper I'm a fly boy, all the girlies love me In the club with my team poppin bubbly Poppin, shakin their a** on the dance floor I d-boy step, I don't dance though [Hook] [E-40] I'm on like a pot of cook up, I got the hookup What you need ether or reefer? Put up or shut up I never leave without my squeezer, my heater, my mah-uh-millameter Why you coppin from dude and them? I got it cheaper Mayne it's spooky out here, it's real ??? I don't trust nay-body, not even family pimp I'm nervous Always at a funeral service I ask myself "Why did they have to take him so young? Why did he have to die?" Sometimes I wish I could fly, probably why I be high, try to reach for the sky Punch a mark in his eye, for being a spy Pull out a wad full of hundred stacks Where'd you get that from pimp? My bottom batch I'm at it man, hustlin that's my habit I cut it and bag it, whip it and throw it out into traffic Stuff it and stash it, triple-double it gotta have it Paper or plastic, money under the mattress [Hook]