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letra de ohshit! - oski & king space

[all lyrics written and performed by king sp-ce]

[verse 1]

i’m on the up and up working on that fan acquisition
b-tches still sneak dissin’, tryna avoid potholes
can’t afford a dent on the wheel my names not harvey
but seeing 2 faces daily got me on my trusting no one
first off we ain’t equals, sh-t i write is so regal
write this sh-t for my hometown, holding down for all of my people
my sh-t comes to fruition your sh-t slowing down low commotion
locomotive had to keep moving, ain’t push keys but doors open slightly
kicking doors call it a hobby, f-ck n-ggas complaining?
ain’t have sh-t, but still i made it, f-ck them racks
i’m looking for rank, f-ck that sh-t i want my respect
n-ggas out here looking for handouts
don’t invest at all in their dreams, but still beggin’ for some change
ain’t sh-t easy quit your b-tchin’ cause i’m not the one to listen
from guns shots riddled new york, my poverty stricken folks
school lunches the summer of ’07 the hardest
but b-tch my persistence put me on brackets you won’t see

[chorus x2]
get up get
let me see your -ss
i worked to d-mn hard baby not to see you dance
throw your hands up oski have you in a trance
have you screaming ohsh-t! that’s my motherf-cking jam

[verse 2]
oh goodness gracious the way you move is amazing
got me clocking that -ss girl the way you move in rotation
your like every dj’s favorite tune spinnin’ in that serato
dropping that -ss low (oslo), woulda thought your -ss was norwegian
making the room quake, like you only twerk for the b-ss
and moving that -ss a$ap like i’m dropping you pesos
you came in with your friends, but now your leaving with me
we call that ship mia, burning up green paper planes
from new york city to sydney, mc’ing bagging them pinkies
with -ss as m-ssive as iggy, i’d hit it twice if you with it
it seems like you ain’t with that well show yourself to the door
i love the view from the back, caught up in love with your shape
roll in the club cigarillos, the verse is piff innuendo
oski be dropping the beats, having these b-tches in heat
i treat my ladies with cl-ss about to give her the d
and dropping game on these b-tches i’ll have em screaming out;
oh sh-t!

[chorus x4]

- oski king space

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