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get off - cashclick boog & rio da yung og lyrics

[intro]
(2side make the beat go)

[verse 1: rio da yung og]
alright, let’s set this sh*t off
right now i’m on my way to [?][0:12] to drop this lil’ b*tch off
sellin’ zips and eights for a day, got a brick off
hit him in his face with a k, blew his lips off
n*gga, i been f*ckin’ hoes for free, i don’t trick off
i’m too high to get on top, baby, ride me like a big dog
put an eight*thousand*dollar outfit on and take this sh*t off
send a ho to get a thousand pills and break the b*tch off
tell me why i had to mace the b*tch, dog
and baby girl, i hate that makeup sh*t, make my d*ck soft
i knew we was gonna win the game at the tipoff
i can stack the twenty dollar bills up and do a flip off ’em
[chorus: rio da yung og]
that is not drip, take that sh*t off
i got a wock’ seal, don’t take the lid off
four in a canned pop, i should’ve sippеd raw
y’all n*ggas had fun, now it’s time for us to get off
whole cliquе icy, we gon’ get off
like a big diaper, get this sh*t off me
alright, it’s time to play, i gave y’all n*ggas time to get off
four hundred seventy*three milliliters, boy, this script talk

[verse 2: cashcl!ck boog]
alright, let’s switch off
on my way to court in monterey for droppin’ fake scripts off
n*gga, i be spendin’ pape’ every day like a big dog
caine was bangin’ mmg before i heard of rick ross
you see me wearin’ a fake watch, cut my wrist off
like a baby with a big diaper, get this sh*t off me
me and riri didn’t work out, but least she rich off me
if you see me in the kitchen cookin’, it’s a brick probably
how you talkin’ cash sh*t and your whole kit p*wned it?
me, dub, and ash shootin’ bands, but i hit somethin’
i just gave the reaper ten bands like, “go get somethin'”
i didn’t used to have five hundred, i’m in a 600

[chorus: rio da yung og]
that is not drip, take that sh*t off
i got a wock’ seal, don’t take the lid off
four in a canned pop, i should’ve sipped raw
y’all n*ggas had fun, now it’s time for us to get off
whole clique icy, we gon’ get off
like a big diaper, get this sh*t off me
alright, it’s time to play, i gave y’all n*ggas time to get off
four hundred seventy*three milliliters, boy, this script talk
[verse 3: db.boutabag]
my whole clique icy, take that sh*t off
bands stuffin’ out my purples, pockets finna rip off
if she ain’t ’bout a bag, that make my d*ck soft
my n*ggas know a form of sign language, call it stick talk
and if we got an extra pack, send that sh*t off
i ain’t had to sell a piece of dope, pockets on rick ross
you n*ggas movin’ ass*backwards, pockets on kris kross
and if she say she ’bout a bag, then make that b*tch walk
and i can knock the b*tch as quick as rio got the brick off
boog clockin’, match a four of wock’, i’m tryna lift off
vvs on my arm, finna freeze my lil’ wrist off
i ain’t trippin’ off her, you can come and get this b*tch off me
come and smoke with me, wait, that’s the script talkin’
i can show ’bout two hundred blues and start crip walkin’

[outro: db.boutabag]
whole clique icy, take that sh*t off
bands stuffin’ out my purples, pockets finna rip off
if she ain’t ’bout a bag, make my d*ck soft
my n*ggas know a form of sign language, call it stick talk
(tucson make the beat go)

- cashclick boog rio da yung og lyrics

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