Mob Ties Lyrics - Drake

1 Ay, sick of these niggas (sick)

2 Sick of these niggas (sick, sick)

3 Hire some help (help), get rid of these niggas (skrr)

4 Sick of this shit, move to the Ritz

5 Turned out the bitch (ay)

6 It is what it is, yeah

7 GLE, 'cause that Lambo movin' fast

8 S Class, G Class, lotta class

9 In a rocket and that bitch ain't got no tags

10 Louis bags in exchange for body bags, yeah

11 Sick of these niggas (sick)

12 Sick of these niggas (sick, sick)

13 Hire some help (help), get rid of these niggas (grr)

14 Fuck what it was, it is what it is

15 Whatever you did, it is what it is

16 And I'm so tired (tired)

17 I fuck with the mob and I got ties (got the ties, got the ties)

18 Knock you off to pay their tithes (oh)

19 They want me gone but don't know why

20 It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit

21 I'm your brother shit, all that other shit

22 It's too late for all that

23 It's too late for all that, ay

24 It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit

25 I'm your brother shit, all that other shit

26 It's too late for all that, ay

27 It's too late for all that

28 Ay, sick of these niggas

29 Sick of these niggas

30 Hire some help, get rid of these niggas

31 I'm not with the ra-ra

32 I am a Dada

33 My bitch in Chanel now

34 Your bitch in Escada (sick, sick, sick)

35 Yeah, and they shook

36 Please don't let them fool ya, I don't care how they look (nah)

37 Heard all of the talkin', now it's quiet, now it's shush (shh)

38 Twenty-nine is comin', they on edge when I cook (cook)

39 Lead the league in scorin', man, but look at my assists (shh)

40 Yes I be with Future but I like to reminisce (yeah)

41 I do not forget a thing, I'm patient, it's a gift (yeah)

42 Try to tell 'em they ain't got to do it, they insist (they insist)

43 Yeah, I can tell

44 I just gave 'em two for forty million like Chappelle (two)

45 Standin' over coffin with a hammer and a nail (two)

46 Heard you hit up so and so, that name don't ring a bell (nah)

47 Sick of these niggas (sick)

48 Hire some help, get rid of these niggas

49 I'm sick of this shit (sick, sick)

50 I'm runnin' a blitz

51 Whatever you did, it is what it is

52 And I'm so tired (tired)

53 I fuck with the mob and I got ties (lotta ties, lotta ties)

54 Knock you off to pay their tithes

55 They want me gone but don't know why

56 It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit

57 I'm your brother shit, all that other shit

58 It's too late for all that

59 It's too late for all that, ay

60 It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit

61 I'm your brother shit, all that other shit

62 It's too late for all that, ay

63 It's too late for all that