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Mad About Bars - S5-E21 Lyrics - Artist : Offica
I'm an artist, but when the beef gets hot, you cannot decline
And I've said it time to time, the beef is stupid, I won't deny But it is what it is, see, the A got beef with the Nine And just when I thought this beef was dead Bro came with the seasonin' and kicked off and it started again When they slide 'round here, we slide right back We're tryna do more than just get even But if you roll with us and you fuck with them, you're committin' treason Asked for the motive, she said, "In my bedroom" Now I got her screamin', "Opor" gyallie on me, man Says she want more Go low, go low, all the way to the floor If they fire at us then we're firing it back If they put it on a track then we're spitting it back More time man it gets like that Its neck and neck, man it's back to back So don't slip and don't lack Don't come into beef you can't hack Bare man on my side they slap Screaming, "gang, gang" When it comes to beef they don't back And who's my man coming at with vim If you don't do it like me Make money like me I don't wanna hear pimp Slam one on his head man take it to the rim Ya see me, leave the scene all grim What a shame, what a pity We still get litty Town on the map We're getting so big, soon turn city I'm an artist, but when the beef gets hot, you cannot decline And I've said it time to time, the beef is stupid, I won't deny But it is what it is, see, the A got beef with the Nine And just when I thought this beef was dead Bro came with the seasonin' and kicked off and it started again When they slide 'round here, we slide right back We're tryna do more than just get even But if you roll with us and you fuck with them, you're committin' treason Asked for the motive, she said, "In my bedroom" Now I got her screamin', "Opor" gyallie on me, man Says she want more Go low, go low, all the way to the floor I like designer but I love my Nikes Swoosh, why? 'Cause a man just do it And that girl that you call your wife Uh, hella man's been through it Loose she wide like the ocean Sorry didn't mean to cause commotion Apply rub man put it like lotion Cry blud I don't care I've spoken Shorty on me she a good girl She wanna go low when she see me she turn to a hoe Said it was the first time, never done this before Mad, cah shorty, she move like a pro All she wanna do is take control Baby show me how low you can go Go low, go low lemme see you go low Go low, go low all the way to the floor Now she's tellin me she wants Dior Dior ko, the door ni Man get get out See yourself out Don't let the door hit you on the way out Now her man said he's on to me Hear my man, is he buzzing Offica, I don't play around? Now watch how this one plays out Don't be jealous It is what it is my fellas Catch him bussin' No discussion It is what is, just rush him We lit, we lit We fit, we fit Gyallie on me she tick she tick I'm an artist, but when the beef gets hot, you cannot decline And I've said it time to time, the beef is stupid, I won't deny But it is what it is, see, the A got beef with the Nine And just when I thought this beef was dead Bro came with the seasonin' and kicked off and it started again When they slide 'round here, we slide right back We're tryna do more than just get even But if you roll with us and you fuck with them, you're committin' treason Asked for the motive, she said, "In my bedroom" Now I got her screamin', "Opor" gyallie on me, man Says she want more Go low, go low, all the way to the floor Turn me up KidSpyral Go low, go low, all the way to the floor Go low, go low, all the way to the floor Ghosty |
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