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Oogie Mane, he killed it I'm workin' on dying 16yrold Back in one-seven could never imagine embeddin' the bezel with VVS stones (yeah) Miami E11EVEN, I walk through the section, like Malcolm in Middle, got three different hoes (yeah) Pourin' up like an alchemist, mix it up, get high, I escape my lows (yeah) Pourin' up like an alchemist, mix it up, get high, I escape my lows (yeah, what?) No, I can't never love a cop, they got my pops and they made me watch (no) Told bro don't move with the mop, might clean up the block like he missed a spot (oh yeah) I wasn't worth a lot (yeah) I had to raise my stock (yeah) She love how I came from the bottom She wanna get on top (yeah, what?) Blue flames comin' out the exhaust (skrrt) Two twins for who double-cross (yeah) Too many try to do too much She a demon off the angel dust (yeah) Harajuku Barbie doll (doll) In love with the shots I call (call) Backseat of the double R car (yeah) Came from bricks to the boulevard And these drugs gon' set me free (free, free, free) But the look in the eye gon' set me apart It's me, Oogie, and 16 It's a real triple threat, you cannot guard Can't fear a man, but I might fear God (yeah) Got the whole world all in my palm (yeah) Stand on the bands, make me feel so tall In high demand, I got what you want (yeah, what?) No, I can't never love a cop, they got my pops and they made me watch (no) Told bro don't move with the mop, might clean up the block like he missed a spot (oh yeah) I wasn't worth a lot (yeah) I had to raise my stock (yeah) She love how I came from the bottom She wanna get on top (yeah, what?) No, I can't never love a cop, they got my pops and they made me watch (no) Told bro don't move with the mop, might clean up the block like he missed a spot (oh yeah) I wasn't worth a lot (yeah) I had to raise my stock (yeah) She love how I came from the bottom She wanna get on top (yeah, what?) Back in one-seven could never imagine embeddin' the bezel with VVS stones (yeah) Miami E11EVEN, I walk through the section, like Malcolm in Middle, got three different hoes (yeah) Pourin' up like an alchemist, mix it up, get high, I escape my lows (yeah) Pourin' up like an alchemist, mix it up, get high, I escape my lows (yeah, what?)
Writer(s): Jerry Cruz, Jordan Oritz, Khalil Tatem, Robert Elijah Iii Fairfax Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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