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rockstar - otb cully lyrics

[tag]
wheezy outta here

[pre*chorus]
at the crib f*ckin’ on wifey
we don’t f*ck with any of y’all parties
we get drunk, she get naughty
she gon’ freak me, she gon’ top me
you know my shawty got a body
she be grippin on my glock
you know i keep one up in the top
p*ssy boy, you bet’ not run up

[chorus]
i really be putting my team on
got a chopper with a beam on
little n*gga keep on dreamin’
i really be my on rockstar sh*t, yeah, yeah, yeah
pull up to your crib and f*ck your b*tch, yeah, yeah, yeah
she call me a plumber the way i pipe then dip, yeah, yeah, yeah
now i be on my own time, in the cut like peroxide
ain’t no peace inside my mind, all my thoughts been weaponized

[bridge]
i might pull*up with a stick, yeah
i might pull*up with your b*tch, yeah
i might pull*up with a two*tone ring and an ap on my wrist, yeah
i might pull*up in a all*back fit, lookin’ like i’m hitin’ l!cks, yeah
life is a rodeo when it gets hard, that’s why it’s all bullsh*t, yeah
[verse]
lost too much time, tryna fix what’s that
now i’m numb and rich, what’s next
every day i get the money, i like spending riches
ain’t no healing from the pain like it’s shoe creases
but i like the b*tch over there, yeah
i be gripping on her hair, yeah
her and her friend coming pairs, yeah
i don’t even wanna share no more
take one more pill, then i’m on the floor
cause i be on some sh*t

[bridge]
i don’t know who i am no more
i don’t know how to love no more
i take a couple 30s, had to let the drugs right through the door

[verse]
but i ain’t out no f*ck sh*t, yeah
me and ares, pull up, shoot up your function
dizzy loaded, you know that b*tch is fully auto, you won’t see tomorrow
pull up on your bad hoe, she can take this d*ck
i know young man, that n*gga full of sh*t

[hook}
so hold up, wait up
cause you don’t know where to go
got a white b*tch in the back and her nose is filled with snow
i stack my money up, for my bros
i got a choppa, leave a n*gga tag toe
i can’t fall in love with no hoe
[pre*chorus}
at the crib f*ckin’ on wifey
we don’t f*ck with any of y’all parties
we get drunk, she get naughty
she gon’ freak me, she gon’ top me
you know my shawty got a body
she be grippin on my glock
you know i keep one up in the top
p*ssy boy, you bet’ not run up

[outro]
hold up, wait up
cause you don’t know where to go
got a white b*tch in the back of the truck and her nose is filled with snow
i get this money up for my bros

- otb cully lyrics

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