Parvos

It's all ours
No need to welcome you anymore
You know this is 2000 and MOB
Let's go
(Olélé)
(Olélé)

[Mendez]
Hey, Mendez, motherfucker
Uh, uh, yeah (wawé)

M-O-B, money over these bitches, all hoes
Your girl calls me daddy, but you know I ain't
We're ready, right on the road, I'm out here with my bros
Chasing paper, chasing cash, chasing money, chasing dollars
Feel the flow, same flow, man I ain't changing
I sleep with five ladies a week, I'm lucky
Your tracks are empty, you just need more content
I don't get your bars, you just need to be more cultured
You're short, I’ll shorten you, you’re a punk, that’s normal
My flow eats people, it’s cannibal
My talent's like my cat's ass, it's immense
As for the rappers from Luanda, I wipe them all out, Elisal

[Xuxu Bower]
Uh (xé)
I’m taking your sister to the mbange
Motherfuckers just throw me punches
I don’t even care, they’re all my fans
They’re like the flavas, they’re all my dogs
Come here, come here
The new school all wants to beef with me
I irritate rappers, boy, can’t deny
I’m in the kitchen, like I’m Ritchelly
I’m frustrated like Balotelli
Every day’s a fiesta, R. Kelly’s on the sound
I sweeten sounds, like Aldukeli
Baby drools, like Kelly Key
I don’t suck, I’m the one who
Uses all like that wi
Uh, I’m that wi
Xuxu Bower’s in style, nigga
Desired like hell, nigga
DJ Télio, what the fuck, nigga
Don’t try to dance in our circle, nigga
M-O-B teaches school, nigga
Flow’s like coke because it sticks, nigga
While the hater begs for change, nigga
Your girl comes and shakes it for me, nigga

[Calijohn]
Uh, it’s Cali, bitch
The flow’s always the same bullshit
Cali in the new school ain’t fair, man, it’s cheating
Girl following the crew, next day she got gastritis
Mendez’s flow is sick, I’m forced to take the beat
Two hot girls just in the shower, all dark, mischief
My engine’s more raspy, I’m on the road, wildness
Money comes, money goes, multiplies, nonsense
I’m not dropping a mix, I’m dropping the Bible, I already said
I’m changing the tone, I’m changing the flow
Fuck these wis, fuck these hoes
I want money in my pocket
Man, I study hard, I’m putting bars in these shows (fuck these wis, fuck these hoes)

[Lipesky]
The flava wants to be better than us
A tip: You’re gonna fall out of bed
My niece asked for a dog
I’m thinking of getting her Vanda
Niggas hate because we’re on top
If he died in Korea, I’m with China
I play ball in school because a wi dominates
These shitty rappers that a wi humiliates
Competition’s pathetic
I don’t want hoes, I want lesbians
Niggas are fake, switching faces like they’re trained in aesthetics
Don’t try, don’t try if you can’t handle it
Don’t try, don’t try or you’ll get wrecked
Don’t try to mess with my crew
You’re still a loser even in Europe, nigga
While the MOB runs everything
Choose the game, re-Pro or FIFA
These weaklings are too riled up
But I’ll get to you, line up or raffle
Gabartina like I’m in Switzerland
Even in swag this dude stands out
It’s so dirty I feel disgust for the lady who’s with that guy
Goddamn

[Deksz James]
Calm down, calm down, you gotta chill more, Lipe
Xé, never sing like that again
Or these niggas will run from us
And it’s not my turn yet
I also want a piece of them
They say bwe in the songs
Curu curu curu curu cucu cucu
(Xé, what’s that dred? Xé)
Bird language (hamm)
Then they get kicked in the ass
Your lady takes it (ah)
Deksz James is ridiculous
In crazy mode it’s automatic
When I arrive, I chew
Deksz is ordinary
I only slimmed down to steal your hoe
Going against me is a nightmare
I don’t dance, I nod my head
I’m allergic to ugly ladies
I’m a baller but I’m not a player
Rap changed but there’s always one more hater

[Eric]
Get outta here, Madó, damn
MOB is a real group, damn
Pull, MOB, pull
The flavas want our help
Nigga, I don’t have flows, wish I did
Even niggas talk about us just to show off
This is 2000 and MOB, you can forget
My group’s on top and ain’t coming down
Even when I have my birthday
I have more features than your songs
Nigga, now Eric’s a teacher
So I’m giving lessons
Shout out to Vanda, it’s complicated
Even living abroad, always getting into trouble
Niggas throw beef but are always overshadowed
You fools
When I spit, they say: Cheating
This ain’t a train, it’s a fleet
Dude sings while taking the kotas
I know you know, I’m MOB, poga
M-O-B, money over these bitches, all hoes
I kill a bitch just with the tips, I make hits just with flows
Cali’s a fool, Xuxu’s a fool, Mendez is a fool, Djibas is a fool, Fredh is a fool
The flavas are our drunks (MOB)
Hey

(Heheh, it’s MOB)

[Fredh Perry]
(Since I’m really hungry, now it’s my turn)

Woo (let loose)
Everyone knows that the crew beats you, that the crew shits on you
We roll like we’re a plague
We bump like crazy, you think they’ll follow our saga?
Hah, yeah
Brave, huh?
I’ll wash up quick, gotta go eat
Cause it’s easy, the flavas are babies (new)
New fever like I’m a demon
When I arrive, I cause a pandemonium
My lines are now made of iron
Cause I’m driving a train
(Fredh), Ah
Calm down mama, I’ll be right back
With these rappers I’m coming
What I’m gonna do to them is ugly
You provoke the crew, you end up hanging
I’m Fredh Perry, I don’t give time to a pig
Scream, I’m in style, so don’t bother me
I don’t ask anymore, now the baby takes off her clothes
And what the MOB does in this game is like it’s cheating
RIP to the new school
Cause when I joined the MOB, it was dead (woo)

(I’m taking your sister to the mbange)
(Heheh, it’s MOB)