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Ooooaaaahhh Ah Lyrics - Artist : JID
I need me a fat blunt
Smoke something Humble as a mumble Long day at the office and when I get home She find some bullshit to pick out, trip on Talking about who this chick that just sent a pic to your shit phone I know who she meant, but I act as I don't know shit I don’t know shit holmes That bitch on my dick, that's probably why she sent a pic My chick don't know ’cause if she did, she would trip And tell her friends to come and get, come and get, come and get Come and get, I don't know shit She don't believe me so I'm leaving Tell my niggas to grab a bag of weed But that don't make sense 'cause 'bout a hour and thirty minutes later I'm hollering "baby, please, baby" You son of a bitch You gone piss on me and tell me it’s rain What, do I look like a lame? Fuck, you just always, fuck Nagging and whining She always nagging and whining Yeah I told her just stop nagging and whining Nagging and whining and crying |
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