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letra de oh my - nines

[chorus: tiggs da author]
yeah yeah yeah
i don’t know what they want, i don’t know
in the cold with my gs, in the cold
we supplying you the ting, in the snow
i think i know what they want, i think i know
i can smoke for your whole f-cking ends
on the low, got the woah in the benz
only bros, i got no f-cking friends
cos i don’t trust ’em, no f-cking chance
buss a move, when i’m juice oh my
in a coupe, getting whoop, from your wife
she was yours, but she loose, now she mine
from the roots to the roof, all my gs are together

[verse 1: nines]
take the scale out the cupboard, hit the block then i flood it
new watch looking flooded, paigons watching all gutted
look at all this white on my clothes, i ain’t got time for them hoes
looking like it snowed in the kitchen, i spent all night by the stove
heard these n-gg-s wanna run up on me, you n-gg-s better not roll with nanks
broke rappers talking ’bout yay, i really got rolls royce stamps
n-gg-s act hard all on the net, when that gun blast you better run fast
got my first check and like spike lee, i did the right thing i gave my mum half

[chorus: tiggs da author]
i can smoke for your whole f-cking ends
on the low, got the woah in the benz
only bros, i got no f-cking friends
cos i don’t trust ’em, no f-cking chance
buss a move, when i’m juice oh my
in a coupe, getting whoop, from your wife
she was yours, but she loose, now she mine
from the roots to the roof, all my gs are together

[verse 2: sl]
she the sweetest of females, big b-mp oh gosh let me test my luck
this is a gorgeous one, baby it’s s, this is some gorgeous bud
she a real naughty one, she said s you’re a rebel
she said s you don’t give two f-cks, ok ok my love
now suck me off, let me spark my skud
they start soft [?] in the morning, two long ones get a big boy touched
ayy
i think i know what they want, i think i know
i buss the am pack and put it to their nose

[chorus: tiggs da author]
i don’t know what they want, i don’t know
in the cold with my gs, in the cold
we supplying you the ting, in the snow
i think i know what they want, i think i know
i can smoke for your whole f-cking ends
on the low, got the woah in the benz
only bros, i got no f-cking friends
cos i don’t trust ’em, no f-cking chance
buss a move, when i’m juice oh my
in a coupe, getting whoop, from your wife
she was yours, but she loose, now she mine
from the roots to the roof, all my gs are together

[verse 3: yung fume]
i don’t know what you want, i don’t know
i just be trapping and jugging, i just be trapping and jugging
broke n-gg-s can’t do me nuun, broke n-gg-s can’t tell me nuun
and i can’t even be in public and i just think i blew your budget
i don’t father too many, imma pull me up a henny
oh my, oh my
feds coming, stash the readies
say you got racks, don’t believe ’em
you n-gg-s ain’t act like i need ’em
i had to link up with nina
dis a banger for your speaker

- nines

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