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Oo Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Man, these nigga's said they gon' kill me (KAYDEE Run it up)
Hah, I don't give a fuck I'm gon' die anyway
I tell ya'
Oo, back-backin' out that weed
Nigga's rollin' up some blunts
Mix my opps with the trees
Like, oo
T-Take me as a fiend
'Cause I'm feeling on her body and I love pretty please, like, look
When lil' baby gets to shaking
See a print through my pants
My lil' baby often waken like
She-she be waking off the
I'ma rearrange her guts way before I get to bathing
'Cause she mine
And I beat it all the time
Yeah, I'm clutching on my poke, I'ma put it through his spine
If he jackin' I'ma lose, I'ma beat 'em 'till he whine
He the type of goofy just to get drunk off of wine
I'ma hit 'em for his shoes, I'ma take a nigga's dime
I'ma call 'em T-Wizz, he got left at the crime
And I got triple 9, tatted across of my left arm
Feelin' crazy? Better throw, call it real harm
I don't do drive-by's, I do walk-down's
Creep up on 'em real slow, let off five rounds
I think I'm in the UK, smoke like five pounds
Looking at me dumb? Say what's up, we go five rounds
Don't need a 30 clip, I got my fists, baby what's up?
These nigga's never movin' tact, nigga what the fuck?
My baby straight from EC, got a moving butt
You fuck with her, you fuck with me, then you out of luck
Big bag, big M, stands for motion
I'm fucking pussy while they out here fucking lotion
It's like magic, they be thinking I'm making potions
I put the P into perfect, can't do no choking
I'll get a milli by the age of 25
Way I'm sliding on this bitch, make a hater want to die, like, facts
All black air forces ones
Quick to stomp a nigga out, leave a check on 'em
Been eating good baby, I been getting built up
Been doing pushups everyday, try to flex up
This ain't no Cardi, if it's up, then it's dead stuck
Ain't deading beef, if I want it, then there's real blood
Ain't deading beef, if I want it, then there's real blood
I take these niggas as a joke, they a dead slug
Dropping bags 'cause I know she wants that real love
If she wants it, then she got it, kill a real thug
Oo, back-backin' out that weed
Nigga's rollin' up some blunts
Mix my opps with the trees
Like, oo
T-Take me as a fiend
'Cause I'm feeling on her body and I love pretty please, like, look
When lil' baby gets to shaking
See a print through my pants
My lil' baby often waken like
She-she be waking off the
I'ma rearrange her guts way before I get to bathing, look