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letra de sit down - obi j

[verse 1]
o-k, l-a, h-o, m-a
understand where you at
we don’t play that knick-knack
we hit you with that paddywhack and leave your -ss on yo back, boy
you f-ckin’ with the right one, n-gg-
gon’ make me mad, gon’ pull the trigger
hold up, come back, i forgot to tip her
rainin’ bullets on you like you a stripper
yo b-tch mad, she want the d-ck
unzip, put it in her mouth, then i can’t quit
jumped in my whip, bounced on a b-tch
she called my cell phone and told me i wasn’t sh-t
i’m swervin’ hard like skrrt
i’m swervin’ hard like skrrt
on the inbound, b-ss real loud, n-gg- can’t be found smokin’ on a pound
covered in a cloud, thunder go pow, hit that b-tch hard then i p-ss out
my money legit, no counterfeit, i’m just out buyin’ expensive sh-t woah
i’m swervin’ hard like skrrt
i’m swervin’ hard like skrrt
i ain’t flipped a brick, i bought a brick, smoked all that sh-t, had my -ss lit woah

[hook]
i’m a cool dude, but i’m tired of you
back the f-ck up away from me, boy before i start to shoot
i ain’t f-ckin’ around
i got about a couple of rounds
and i’ma use them motherf-ckers if you don’t sit your -ss down
i’m a cool dude, but i’m tired of you
back the f-ck up away from me, boy before i start to shoot
i ain’t f-ckin’ around
i got about a couple of rounds
and i’ma use them motherf-ckers if you don’t sit your -ss down

[refrain]
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em

[pre-verse]
o-b-i-j, yeah that’s my name
yo b-tch gone, that’s me to blame
got something heavy, go bang-bang
keep your two cents, can’t afford my fame

[refrain]
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em

[verse 2]
that boy mad, he threw a fit
i flossed on his -ss then walked out with his b-tch
that boy slipped, bust up his lip
i drove off in my candy-painted whip
youngin called my mobile phone talkin’ big boy sh-t, al capone
went in his house like “home alone”
had his b-tch -ss singin’ all my songs
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em
they talkin’ sh-t, ride on ’em
i know he didn’t pull out a bat
i’ma blow his -ss right off the map
this b-tch n-gg- start walkin’ back
i think i smell a puddy cat

[hook/outro]
i’m a cool dude, but i’m tired of you
back the f-ck up away from me, boy before i start to shoot
i ain’t f-ckin’ around
i got about a couple of rounds
and i’ma use them motherf-ckers if you don’t sit your -ss down
i’m a cool dude, but i’m tired of you
back the f-ck up away from me, boy before i start to shoot
i ain’t f-ckin’ around
i got about a couple of rounds
and i’ma use them motherf-ckers if you don’t sit your -ss down[hook]
i’m a cool dude, but i’m tired of you
back the f-ck up away from me, boy before i start to shoot
i ain’t f-ckin’ around
i got about a couple of rounds
and i’ma use them motherf-ckers if you don’t sit your -ss down

- obi j

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