Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Can somebody please help me get this club poppin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Yeah we bumpin' and we jumping
Tryna tear the club up
Yeah just hand me the bottle
I'm tryna turn the f*ck up
I walk up in the club tryna have a good time
You can party too, just not on my dime
Baby girl a dime, maybe plus 99
Nah my name ain't Allen I, but here go 3 at a time (Swish)
Everybody out here tryna doin the dash
Shit ain't adding up, go head and do the math
All these basic ass dudes they just tryna smash
They ain't try to get to know you, they ain't real like that
If I told you I was different would you understand the difference
Why you try and suppress, yeah this different way of living
Eight letter word, imma give you the business
And you lookin like my baby mama
God as my witness
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Can somebody please help me get this club poppin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Yeah we bumpin' and we jumping
Tryna tear the club up
Yeah just hand me the bottle
I'm tryna turn the f*ck up
I'm the man nigga
Talkin' you, you, and you
Both my lines buzzin' line one and line two
Like a game of operation, and I'm the conversation
And ain't no complication, and ain't no altercation
Drinkin' bottle after bottle can't be good for my liver
And I ain't a perfect nigga, but I paint a perfect picture
I ain't shit but a dog, don't need a Snapchat filter
I got a boat and a float in case she cry me a river
Plan to sail up that motherf*cker
And find one her friends
Let her suck it and swallow, and blame it all on the Henn
Fake apology (I'm Sorry) then we back at it again
Welcome back Bubbadon
Yeah, you heard of the man?
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Can somebody please help me get this club poppin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Yeah we bumpin' and we jumping
Tryna tear the club up
Yeah just hand me the bottle
I'm tryna turn the f*ck up
BubbaDon - Rockin' Mobbin' Lyrics
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English
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Can somebody please help me get this club poppin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Yeah we bumpin' and we jumping
Tryna tear the club up
Yeah just hand me the bottle
I'm tryna turn the f*ck up
I walk up in the club tryna have a good time
You can party too, just not on my dime
Baby girl a dime, maybe plus 99
Nah my name ain't Allen I, but here go 3 at a time (Swish)
Everybody out here tryna doin the dash
Shit ain't adding up, go head and do the math
All these basic ass dudes they just tryna smash
They ain't try to get to know you, they ain't real like that
If I told you I was different would you understand the difference
Why you try and suppress, yeah this different way of living
Eight letter word, imma give you the business
And you lookin like my baby mama
God as my witness
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Can somebody please help me get this club poppin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Yeah we bumpin' and we jumping
Tryna tear the club up
Yeah just hand me the bottle
I'm tryna turn the f*ck up
I'm the man nigga
Talkin' you, you, and you
Both my lines buzzin' line one and line two
Like a game of operation, and I'm the conversation
And ain't no complication, and ain't no altercation
Drinkin' bottle after bottle can't be good for my liver
And I ain't a perfect nigga, but I paint a perfect picture
I ain't shit but a dog, don't need a Snapchat filter
I got a boat and a float in case she cry me a river
Plan to sail up that motherf*cker
And find one her friends
Let her suck it and swallow, and blame it all on the Henn
Fake apology (I'm Sorry) then we back at it again
Welcome back Bubbadon
Yeah, you heard of the man?
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Can somebody please help me get this club poppin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Yeah we bumpin' and we jumping
Tryna tear the club up
Yeah just hand me the bottle
I'm tryna turn the f*ck up
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Can somebody please help me get this club poppin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Yeah we bumpin' and we jumping
Tryna tear the club up
Yeah just hand me the bottle
I'm tryna turn the f*ck up
I walk up in the club tryna have a good time
You can party too, just not on my dime
Baby girl a dime, maybe plus 99
Nah my name ain't Allen I, but here go 3 at a time (Swish)
Everybody out here tryna doin the dash
Shit ain't adding up, go head and do the math
All these basic ass dudes they just tryna smash
They ain't try to get to know you, they ain't real like that
If I told you I was different would you understand the difference
Why you try and suppress, yeah this different way of living
Eight letter word, imma give you the business
And you lookin like my baby mama
God as my witness
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Can somebody please help me get this club poppin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Yeah we bumpin' and we jumping
Tryna tear the club up
Yeah just hand me the bottle
I'm tryna turn the f*ck up
I'm the man nigga
Talkin' you, you, and you
Both my lines buzzin' line one and line two
Like a game of operation, and I'm the conversation
And ain't no complication, and ain't no altercation
Drinkin' bottle after bottle can't be good for my liver
And I ain't a perfect nigga, but I paint a perfect picture
I ain't shit but a dog, don't need a Snapchat filter
I got a boat and a float in case she cry me a river
Plan to sail up that motherf*cker
And find one her friends
Let her suck it and swallow, and blame it all on the Henn
Fake apology (I'm Sorry) then we back at it again
Welcome back Bubbadon
Yeah, you heard of the man?
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Can somebody please help me get this club poppin'
Yeah we rockin'
And then we mobbin'
Yeah we rockin' (Turn it up)
And then we mobbin' (Yeah yeah)
Yeah we bumpin' and we jumping
Tryna tear the club up
Yeah just hand me the bottle
I'm tryna turn the f*ck up
Writer: Donovan Oldham
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid