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Hooligan Lyrics - Artist : OBN Jay
[OBN Jay:]
Look, shorty what the deal is? I'm tryna see waddup with' you Tryna touch a million, I'm tryna buy a foreign coupe Stackin' a lil bread, [?], bitch we to the roof Pushin' on the gas, ain't lettin up, no I ain't lettin' loose Bae don't start today, don't start the hooligans Grew up 'round them K's, young nigga shootin' shit Movin' kinda different, but I'm straight, I'm not new to this I get in the booth and I go ape, I'm with' the foolishness I'ma let you know if it ain't real and I ain't feelin' it Long as I can wake up and can breathe I'ma do my shit Head be hurtin' [?], I'm on codeine, I been sippin' it Bouncin' on the beat 'bout some real shit, I know you feelin' this Spend it on my bitch, I like to buy her what she want Flyin' out of state, I'm in designer winter coats Luck been kind of bad, I guess I must've split the pole I got a [?], and I cook up another song Head been kind of hurtin' 'cause my nerves bad I been tryna stack it, I been grindin' since last Thursday I remember watching Monte Carlos come through swervin' I just thank the lord for everything I been earning Look, shorty what the deal is? I'm tryna see waddup with' you Tryna touch a million, I'm tryna buy a foreign coupe Stackin' a lil bread, [?], bitch we to the roof Pushin' on the gas, ain't lettin up, no I ain't lettin' loose Bae don't start today, don't start the hooligans Grew up 'round them K's, young nigga shootin' shit Movin' kinda different, but I'm straight, I'm not new to this I get in the booth and I go ape, I'm with' the foolishness [YoungBoy Never Broke Again:] I got so much Larson on my brain, I got pain in my eyes But say the same prayer, all that I got left And I'ma bust yo' brain soon as you niggas try, back to back let them bullets fly Play and I'ma drag you to yo' death No question, I went flooded out my Hublot, that's that slime talk Diamonds in my necklace, brick of jiffy, that's what mine cost Quick to drop a bag to get 'em gone, act like his mind lost Went deep off in the streets, no right or wrong, I cut his time short Jiggaboo came on the road just to bring me a.40 Glock Tryna make Meechie rap, but all he wanna do is serve the block 4K Trey, it's fuck the cops And bitch free DD out that cell block Tryna cross me, run 'cross the red dot [OBN Jay:] Look, shorty what the deal is? I'm tryna see waddup with' you Tryna touch a million, I'm tryna buy a foreign coupe Stackin' a lil bread, [?], bitch we to the roof Pushin' on the gas, ain't lettin up, no I ain't lettin' loose Bae don't start today, don't start the hooligans Grew up 'round them K's, young nigga shootin' shit Movin' kinda different, but I'm straight, I'm not new to this I get in the booth and I go ape, I'm with' the foolishness |
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