OVER & OVER ft. 3800Drippyy Lyrics

Seven hoes

Hoe every day of the week

Stuck in the moment

Them papers we rollin'

Mmm-hmm

Mmm-hmm

Stuck in the moment (Yea)

The papers we rollin' (Yea)

I do not condone it (Yea)

I get that granola

I just want my bonus

I'll keep my composure

You just want exposure

You just want exposure

She call motorola (Brr)

Say won't you come over

I make her come over

And over and over

She ride like a soldier, I gotta promote her

They niggas, they bogus, we already knowing

That ain't in the focus, don't mix my emotions

I'm bending her over, she touching her toes and

They know I was chosen so I kept it kosher

I rattle this hoe, she straight outta Kenosha, okay-kay

Money coming in

Money coming out

Lotta money coming in, take a different route

I know bitches tripping, hit 'em up then get 'em out

A n**** like me man, just love to get around

She let me hit it now

Start it up, you hear the sound

They don't get it now

N***** steady tripping now

Joaquin, I can see the clowns (Yeah)

Ima hit the bank, they put thirty in my account

Stuck in the moment

The papers we rollin'

I do not condone it (Yea)

I get that granola

I just want my bonus

I'll keep my composure

You just want exposure

You just want exposure

She call motorola (Brr)

Say won't you come over

I make her come over

And over and over

She ride like a soldier, I gotta promote her

They niggas, they bogus, we already knowing

No motorola but she call me on the iPhone

It's two a.m, she said she tryna come and see what I'm on

Fuck bitches, get money, that's the shit that I'm on

Niggas steady hating, what the fuck they watching me for

Peter Pan, I come up out that shadow, I'm the man

Niggas don't be right, I had to cut off some my friends

I was just so lost in love, gone be there again

Right now I'm up a hunnid talking bout a hunnid bands

I just wanna fuck girl, I can't be your man now

I keep three hoes with me, I'm something like Santa

Told her call me Ol' Saint Nick

I hate bougie girls that just can't take dick

Stuck in the moment

The papers we rollin'

I do not condone it

I get that granola

I just want my bonus

I'll keep my composure

You just want exposure

You just want exposure

She call motorola

Say won't you come over

I make her come over

And over and over

She ride like a soldier, I gotta promote her

They niggas, they bogus, we already knowing

Okay-kay, money coming in

Money coming out

Lotta money coming in, take a different route

I know bitches tripping, hit 'em up then get 'em out