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gassed up - omarcameup lyrics

[intro: omarcameup, debi doss & linda jardim]
oh*a, oh*a
oh*a, oh*a (is this*is this)
is this what you wanted!? (oh*a, oh*a)
nana nah nah, nana nana (oh*a, oh*a)
you (oh*a, oh*a)

[chorus: omarcameup, debi doss & linda jardim]
(oh*a, oh*a) yeah, you was the last one
(oh*a, oh*a) hop in the srt, i got a fast one
(oh*a, oh*a) yeah, all of this cash on me, pockets is backed up
(oh*a, oh*a) uh, you don’t want smoke with me, you n*ggas gassed up

[post*chorus: omarcameup, debi doss & linda jardim]
oh my goodness, he did it again (oh*a, oh*a)
bad lil’ b*tch, and her friend is a ten, for sure
baby, [?] all on my fist (oh*a, oh*a)
five percent and i’m working a ten, for sure
had to put all my goals on a list (oh*a, oh*a)
when i’m shootin’ my shot, i don’t miss
they was hopin’ i don’t read the print (oh*a, oh*a)
pose for the camera so they see the fit

[verse 1: omarcameup, debi doss & linda jardim]
i’m on the line (oh*a, oh*a)
if they talkin’ money to me, then best believе i’m finna blitz
all on my grind, man this sh*t is nothin’ to me (oh*a, oh*a)
i stack it and then make it flip
got way too much pridе, i ain’t doin’ nothin’ for free (oh*a, oh*a)
i’m goin’ [?]
i had the good times, but you don’t wanna [?] from me (oh*a, oh*a)
i blow up and they finna*whoa, whoa (oh*a, oh*a)
i really do this, 285 cruisin’ (oh*a, oh*a)
eh, i’m goin’ stupid, off of gentleman jack, too lit (oh*a, oh*a)
if you wanna grow in this life then you really gotta be a student (oh*a, oh*a)
if he tryna leech off the gang, king julian, you better move it (oh*a, oh*a)
[chorus: omarcameup, debi doss & linda jardim, pe$o pete]
yeah, you was the last one (last one)
(oh*a, oh*a) hop in the srt, i got a fast one (rah)
(oh*a, oh*a) yeah, all of this cash on me, pockets is backed up
(oh*a, oh*a) uh, you don’t want smoke with me, you n*ggas gassed up (you was*ooh)

[post*chorus: omarcameup, debi doss & linda jardim, pe$o pete]
oh my goodness, he did it again (oh*a, oh*a)
bad lil’ b*tch, and her friend is a ten, for sure (for sure)
baby, [?] all on my fist (on my fist; oh*a, oh*a)
five percent and i’m working a ten, for sure (yeah)
had to put all my goals on a list (oh*a, oh*a; hmm)
when i’m shootin’ my shot, i don’t miss (mhm)
they was hopin’ i don’t read the print (oh*a, oh*a; mhm)
pose for the camera so they see the fit (mhm)

[verse 2: pe$o pete, debi doss & linda jardim, omarcameup]
[?], that’s fine (oh*a, oh*a)
b*tch, i don’t want a 918 to ri*hi*hi*yeah (oh*a, oh*a)
[?]
havin’ no money, y’all stuck in the trench (oh*a, oh*a)
[?], i stay in a trance
you can get hit with that “boom” and that “bam” (oh*a, oh*a)
it’s me and my franklin, no abraham
get to the money, man shout out to [?] (oh*a, oh*a)
[?] how i’m breakin’ in down
you ain’t get money, i’ll smack you down (oh*a, oh*a)
[?], had to wave the gold around
[?] (oh*a, oh*a)
[?], break it down
b*tch i’m not with it, don’t do a thing now (oh*a, oh*a)
[?] revolution [?] (oh*a, oh*a)
you know we made it through the underground (yeah)
you know we made it to the [?] (you was the last one)
[chorus: omarcameup, debi doss & linda jardim, pe$o pete, omarcameup & pe$o pete]
(oh*a, oh*a) hop in the srt, i got a fast one (continue!?)
(oh*a, oh*a) yeah, all of this cash on me, pockets is backed up (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(oh*a, oh*a) uh, you don’t want smoke with me (ooh, ooh, ooh), you n*ggas gassed up (ooh, ooh, yeah)

[post*chorus: omarcameup, debi doss & linda jardim, pe$o pete]
oh my goodness, he did it again (oh*a, oh*a)
bad lil’ b*tch, and her friend is a ten (ooh, ooh), for sure
baby, [?] all on my fist (yeah, yeah; oh*a, oh*a)
five percent and i’m working a ten, for sure (ooh, yeah)
had to put all my goals on a list (oh*a, oh*a)
when i’m shootin’ my shot, i don’t miss
they was hopin’ i don’t read the print (oh*a, oh*a)
pose for the camera so they see the fit
(you)

[outro: omarcameup, debi doss & linda jardim]
oh*a, oh*a
(is this what you wanted!?)
oh*a, oh*a
nana nah nah, nana nana (oh*a, oh*a; please stop folding)
i’m coming over, you better not be geeked up!
oh*a, oh*a
oh*a, oh*a

- omarcameup lyrics

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