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letra de oxy! - akusereta

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[hook]
got me feeling like i’m rocky

all my b-tches foxy
yung bratz filled w/ moxie

[verse1]
got me feeling like i’m rocky

all my b-tches foxy
yung bratz filled w/ moxie

drunk off fine whine/ drunk off fine whine

got me feeling like i’m rocky

young n-gga, but i’m stocky

cardinal air sign/gracefully c-cky

make these b-tches, wanna l!ck me up/like pocki

(oxy, oxy!)

if a p-ssy wanna gossip
my b-tches/gonna ice em like blossom

762/right to they temple

shirley,a nail to they coffin

my clique 2021’s hottest topic

all our b-tches bad!
(yeah!) they in vogue!

(yeah/oxy,oxy)

(huh/oxy,oxy)

[verse 1]
——————
like mafia city had to boss up

on demon time, feelin like asta

lotta foreign hoes up on my roster

we burning rubber up in a foreign

v12 engine know how i’m flooring
-rs-nal of wok off the scoring

money raining thunderstorm pourin

white moncler fur/for its snowing

and these karma rhinestones

shine through all the smoke of the zaza
that we blowing

[interlude]
——————
oxy,oxy (yeah) oxy,oxy

oxy,oxy (yeah)

oxy,oxy (huah, yeah)

[verse 2]
——————
abundance gonna keep on overflowing

chosen divinity, there’s no crowing

cardinal air sign highest, in the room
of my entire tribe
trying to bring our vibe down

will get yo ass pinged/like a hotkey

yeah, you finna get sniped

exploding heart technique/no karate

these days/like lovecraft country

itunes replay/tune and scotty

all our parties/private addys

secured the sack/like yo gotti

one call away/we gonna
come crash your party

we living f-cking awesome/no hockey
reservations only yung bratz and barbies

no entry for jits
they be posting malarkey

geeking off the percs
but that’s clearly a smartie

jit ass n-ggas/must think this/a tea party

you can not play me/i am not a$ap bari

got the streets raging, like a congo safari

drank got me shirtless/like the middle of summer

big shot milestones/got me feeling like gunna

streaming plays, climbing 4 digit numbers!

hard jeweler’s on my neck, colder than late december!

[outro]
and all our b-tches bad!

yung bratz/filled w/ moxie

along with this drank that

got me feeling like i’m rocky

young brooklyn n-gga, so you know/that i’m stocky

cardinal air sign/so i’m gracefully c-cky

make these b-tches, wanna l!ck me up/like pocki

[ad lib]
oxy, oxy
oxy, oxy
oxy, oxy

and if a p-ssy wanna gossip

my b-tches gonna ice em like blossom

762 right to they temple

shirley,a nail to they coffin

my clique 2021’s/latest hottest topic

we on demon time like asta

like mafia city/we had to boss up

- akusereta

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