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Eugmob
Hip-Hop/Rap
Eugmob wurde am 29. Mai 2023 von 3eezy Gang/EUGMOB als Teil des Albums Ex3 veröffentlicht
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AlbumEx3
Veröffentlichungsdatum29. Mai 2023
Label3eezy Gang/EUGMOB
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM81

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaylon Evans
Jaylon Evans
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
EUGMOB
EUGMOB
Producer

Songtexte

E-U-G-M-O-B
(EUGMOB made this one too?!)
E-U, E-U, E-U-G-M-O-B
E-U-G-M-O-B, E-U
Yeah
E-U-G-M-O-B
All black fashion, Vetements on
Bitch i feel like Lonely
Kyrie Irving, I can't let a **** try to hold me
I be swerving tank on full, you on the highway on E
These **** fake and fraud
They wanna be me but they phony
Eating hibachi, it's expensive
Used to eat at Shoney's
Yo mans ain't solid, talk behind yo back
He ain't yo homie
I gotta warn you baby
Sometimes I can be controlling
Sometimes I can be controlling
I'm riding 'round with all my **** on yo block we four deep
Gra-ta-ta-ta we sending shots you might get hit with forty
Run from the cops I got a wanted level like i'm Tony
No this ain't GTA
I gotta get on the road
But yo hoe want me stay
I gotta keep chasing goals
I could get rich any day
If a **** in my way
He moving or he getting slayed
Pockets swole they getting big
This money got em gaining weight
Yo hoe left me soaking wet
I'm in her bedroom eating steak
I might deliver a deliver a pack
I travel going state to state
You said you want beef but you don't wanna see me face to face
I pray to god everyday he bless me thats amazing grace
You gone love it over here I promise it's an amazing place
She give me neck and i'm kicking her out im like
Bye baby have an amazing day
Running the streets I be moving around and i'm tired
I need me a Gatorade
Bodies, on bodies, on bodies
I feel like Kobe I hit it and fade away
Hobbies, on hobbies, on hobbies, on hobbies, on hobbies
I love when I make a play
I know a **** thats ready to go catch a homi
He just might take out ya brains
I feel like Randy Orton voices in my head I think i'm going insane
I'm a monster can't be tamed
I love that girl that's my twin flame
Yeah, my twin flame
If I don't consider you family we can't even hang
If you just tryna make it out man I can even hate
If you been feasting you should gone and pass yo mans a plate
Make sure everybody ate
E-U-G-M-O-B
All black fashion, Vetements on
Bitch I feel like Lonely
Kyrie Irving, I can't let a **** try to hold me
I be swervin' tank on full, you on the highway on E
These **** fake and fraud
They wanna be me but they phony
Eating hibachi, it's expensive
Used to eat at Shoney's
Yo mans' ain't solid, talk behind yo back
He ain't yo homie
I gotta warn you baby
Sometimes I can be controlling
(Sometimes I can be controlling)
(I'm riding 'round with all my **** on yo block we four deep)
(Gra-ta-ta-ta we sending shots you might get hit with forty)
(Run from the cops I got a wanted level like i'm Tony)
(No this ain't GTA)
(I gotta get on the road)
(But yo hoe want me stay)
(I gotta keep chasing goals)
(I could get rich any day)
(If a **** in my way)
(He moving or he getting slayed)
(Pockets swole they getting big)
(This money got em gaining weight)
(E-U-G-M-O-B)
(E-U-G-M-O-B)
(E-U-G-M-O-B)
(E-U-G-M-O-B)
(E-U-G-M-O-B)
(E-U-G-M-O-B)
(E-U-G-M-O-B)
(E-U-G-M-O-B)
(E-U-G-M-O-B)
(E-U-G-M-O-B)
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(E-U-G-M-O-B)
Written by: Jaylon Evans
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