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letra de oh no - sol jay

[intro: sol jay]
neilaworld
ivsirs on the keys so you know that it’s a hit
f-f-faded
oh-oh-oh (mmm)
yeah!

[chorus: sol jay]
all this ice on my body be so freezing (ay)
and all this mud in my cup, it make me freeze (ay)
oh no, oh, oh, oh
it’s cold, oh, oh, oh
you ain’t mine so i told you just to leave me (ay)
and all you hoes on the timeline be so cheesy (ay)
like no, no, no, no
you hoe, oh, no, oh

[verse 1: sol jay]
when you walk through my house, you better tip toe
and yo b-tch asking me like, what’s my info?
i been wondering like, how all of this sh-t go
and she show me titties all over her vsco
baby i just been snappin’
i’m singin’, not rappin’
addicted to fashion
on ig, no caption
i eat her like apple
she drink me like snapple
i leave ’em so baffled
take risks like a raffle
i’m off a bar
i’m on mars
i’m with the stars
i might go far (yeah, yeah, yeah!)

[chorus: sol jay]
all this ice on my body be so freezing (ay)
and all this mud in my cup, it make me freeze (ay)
oh no, oh, oh, oh
it’s cold, oh, oh, oh
you ain’t mine so i told you just to leave me (ay)
and all you hoes on the timeline be so cheesy (ay)
like no, no, no, no
you hoe, oh, no, oh

[verse 2: paycheck]
walk down the strip with that thing on my hip
got some cash just to flip, she gon’ go off the rip (ay)
send her to my room and then i freaked it, ay (i did)
lil’ bro keep callin’ up my phone, he want some free sh-t, ay (what?)
lil’ brodie think he pourin’ mud, he sippin’ remix, ay (lil’ b-tch)
i took that big gun to the spot but keep it secret (ay)
you know that chopstick like drumline, sh-t beatin’ (ay)
n-gga play with me, i’ma leave him on the cement (yeah)
n-ggas snitchin’, tellin’ at the precinct (yeah)
holy water preachin’, ain’t no priests in here
we gon’ backsp-ce a n-gga, gon’ delete him (yeah)
money comin’ in and out, b-tches f-cking goin’ wild (yeah)

[verse 3: rahmaan]
articuno wrist got me freezin’
all the drip i got change like the seasons
yeah she know i be ballin’ at neiman’s
so she lay in my bed like she jesus, yeah
(she gon’ learn religion)
that’s on god
all of the stress i got from my ex, that’s all gone (yeah)
got god on my neck, i know i’m blessed, mashallah (yeah)
runnin’ these checks, s on my chest, fly to the stars (yeah)
smoke on this keef ’til i pass out
all this money come fast, ’bout to cash out
all these hoes see me climb, bih relax now
like oh, no, oh, no

[chorus: sol jay]
all this ice on my body be so freezing (ay)
and all this mud in my cup, it make me freeze (ay)
oh no, oh, oh, oh
it’s cold, oh, oh, oh
you ain’t mine so i told you just to leave me (ay)
and all you hoes on the timeline be so cheesy (ay)
like no, no, no, no
you hoe, oh, no, oh

- sol jay

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