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letra de rush hour - okb

[pre-intro]
ay
ay
look

[intro]
okb, that’s the team
us twelve goons yeah we really mean
if imma do this right, imma need some weed
so twist that sh-t up right
and light it easily

[verse 1]
ya’ll thought we was playing
we go super saiyan
okb we made it
other squads we be slayin’
we ain’t bout that lame sh-t
we gon’ leave you brainless
boom headshot we never get got
okay
other teams man we leave ’em headless
okb leaving b-tches breathless
god d-mn i’m so motherf-ckin’ reckless
i got diamonds on my watch and f-ckin’ necklace
okb we be the squad
run the game just like a mob
i know ya’ll love this song
now ya’ll chant along

[hook]
black and asian like carter and lee
playin’ dirty
never clean
with the squad that’s okb
and you know that this the team

[verse 2]
chillin’ man we sippin’ on the sprite
nic in the vape got me feelin’ light
sometimes i got rum and coca-cola
always on somethin’ like i got ebola
you know all day we stay rollin’ up
and we got purple drank all up in the cut
end the night with a nice chilly beer
and okb bars flowing straight through your ears
[?] ya’ll dumb you got no logic
chillin in the rari i just bought it
the w you know we just caught it
name some sh-t boy you know i got it

[verse 3]
imma put your girl in the dirt
she dead because that p-ssy hurt
hair so lucious like [?]
this d-ck your girl gon’ jerk
ya’ll cha-cha- like [?]
imma give ya’ll the slight work
slide the d-ck in with grace
c0ke and molly i spill on her face
got the d-ck sucked
call that sh-t a little t-ts
major girl but i need a mop
[?]
okb we be the sh-t
okb on the watchlist
okb gon’ be on top
‘specially when you hear the beat drop

[bridge]
yo b-tch with me right now
with my c-ck in her mouth
got her panties goingsouth
hit the b-tch, no chris brown

[hook]

[verse 4]
pull the kindness apart, and the p-ssion that we sew
you gonna suck my suck and then take it in the hole
i ain’t taking no for answer
don’t give me no reason
purple reign in this b-tch, oriental be eatin’
slick back baby got a body
who’s trynna party
f-ck boys solid poppin’ molly
morning coffee, woke up in that new bugatti
bet you don’t talk to me
even you a godd-mn fool
as long god as my necklace
bet i’m speakin’ to you
don’t you get mad you better step the f-ck back
say you go hard but your game is wack
they tried leaving me off this track
[?] but they’ll be left with a heart attack

[hook]

[verse 5]
boomin
up next on the timetable
dannyel make them mad keys
reppin okb the label
run this sh-t like pokemon i pikachu then blastoise
run that sh-t again i said i peek at you then blast twice
hoe just ultra-nice
gold chain, ultra-ice
shut up, ultra-spice
f-ck you up, poltergeist
i admit i ain’t nice
i advise taking my advice
few [?] long, slit and slice
your -ss that captain price
a hundred round clip will make the shootin’ sh-t easy
before the shot plain shirt, after shot, yeezy
[?] after cut, beasley
got your gushy lovin’ me i slap that b-tch, breezy

[verse 6]
okb we got the power
black and asian thats rush hour
puttin’ hot sh-t out for free
motherf-cker this is okb

[outro]
now what’s your team? (okb) x 8

- okb

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