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letra de oj - rtb mb

oj lyrics
[intro: rtb mb]
(enrgy made this one)
rtb sh-t, n-gga
yeah (hey)

[verse 1: rtb mb]
she gon’ let me beat ’cause she say i got the energy (huh?)
i done made a fifty ball since i made ten me (no cap)
ever since state, i been smokin’ on my enemies (huh?)
slide down the south with some— ah (don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em, hey)
six times ten a g
i ain’t even hit her, ’cause before, she was spinnin’ me (b-tch)
pop him and his mans, they remind me of the kennedys (huh?)
shoot it off the dribble with two k’s, that’s my tennessees (b-tch)

[verse 2: rtb capo]
that is not exotic, we ain’t smokin’ it (ham)
that’s my freak b-tch, i be chokin’ her (yeah)
i ain’t talkin’ facebook, but i be pokin’ her (swear to god)
move the trap to your hood, we ’bout to open up (stupid)
i be with the apes in the d yellin’, “woo” (woo)
you snitched on your mans, boy, you fu’ (fu’)
i just pulled up with ten hoes in the coupe (yeah)
i’ma get this money, i’ma stack it to the roof (rtb)

[verse 3: rtb mb]
i just pulled up with six poles to the booth (yeah)
cullinan fit six hoes out the roof (yeah)
back of the lam’, she givin’ dome, make it poof (she what?)
i’m tappin’ her friend, she look alone, we can scoop (you can, hey, yeah)
you can join us
we just went three rounds, i’ma feel it in the morning (d-mn)
if they ain’t shakin’ ass in the pool, then they boring (man, for real)
popped a fifteen, i was on the couch snoring
[verse 4: rtb capo]
i be gettin’ money in the morning, tom joyner
set the play on your man, then we scoring (no cap)
i got caught up with my b-tch the other day while i was touring
n-gga, these balenciagas, these is not no air forces (swear to god)
do the gucci for the summer, moncler for the winter (yeah)
two ‘woods, that’s for breakfast, lamb chops, that’s for dinner (dinner)
you still coppin’ grams while i’m blowin’ out the zipper (out the zipper)
i just spent thirty in two minutes, swear to god, b-tch, i’m different (b-tch, i’m different)

[verse 5: rtb mb]
you got a bag, mine’s bigger (hey)
in a h-llcat with pitbulls screamin’, “timber” (timber)
i’ll catch a flight to az in december (in de’, yeah)
caught an opp lackin’ gettin’ gas out on miller (b-tch)
feel like cj with the hoes, i’ma spill her (cj, spiller)
bro got long range with the strap, call him jimmer (huh?)
i be gettin’ chicken, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no tenders (ah)
feel like peyton manning, i got plays out in denver (out in, n-gga)

[verse 6: rtb capo]
they all talk ’til them n-ggas do it (p-ssies)
miles pulled up the lam’, it feel like a movie (ah)
ot with a bad b-tch, i’m finna beat her doonies (yeah)
they know my name when i walk in louis (real)
mix the wocky with the perc’, got me feelin’ different
i just made a hundred thousand, shout out to my n-ggas (swear to god)
‘member i was f-cked up, i was in the trenches
now i’m catchin’ flights to cali, you can say i’m livin’ (rtb)
[verse 7: rtb mb]
n-gga, what you lookin’ at? make me call gang
i be in the crib on 2k wearin’ balmain (okay)
heard you was f-ckin’ on a fiend with some drawer stains (ugh)
caught flexin’ with that stimulus, boy, that’s small change (stop)

[verse 8: rtb capo]
i just hit the clerk in the store for the whole thing (yeah)
and your car just got repo’d, you ain’t got no pape’ (swear to god)
told your b-tch to suck everything, she said, “okay” (on my mama)
i made your b-tch disappear, call me oj (ham)

[outro: rtb capo]
no cap, freestyle, b-tch
rtb

- rtb mb

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