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heavyweight - otm lyrics

[intro: duffy]
(young yanabu on the beat)
(po*po, turn it up) n*gga
this sh*t regular
brace yourself, ’cause we finna turn the pressure up
i be in the trenches, in the jungle with the predators
ko’ed him, all these n*ggas know we heavyweights (truth)

[chorus: duffy]
heard your last n*gga was a pipsqueak
otm, she want a n*gga with some muscle in the streets
any n*gga speak on me and p, we gon’ see
big blowers, this for any n*gga that know ufc
n*ggas know what duffy on, b*tch, it’s mr. do the most
do or die when it’s smoke, i’m just lettin’ n*ggas know
n*ggas act like hoes, talkin’ ’bout me in his post
know i gotta bleed n*ggas, time to give him what he want

[verse 1: duffy]
long live mr. get dough
long live ketchy, i might pull up 911 just for bro
all these n*ggas talkin’ money and be broke, please show me
slidin’ through a n*gga hood, i’m frozone with a .40
what, young n*ggas from my city really doin’ this?
old n*gga just retired ‘fore i make a n*gga quit
n*ggas breakin’ code, bro, what kind of sh*t is that?
double back on a n*gga block, let me get my mask
let a n*gga get to talkin’ tough, we on his ass
i’m on bunk, you ain’t even got an ass
chef boyardee, serve a n*gga if it’s beef
.223s sugar free, n*ggas know sh*t not sweet (sh*t)
[chorus: duffy]
heard your last n*gga was a pipsqueak
otm, she want a n*gga with some muscle in the streets
any n*gga speak on me and p, we gon’ see
big blowers, this for any n*gga that know ufc
n*ggas know what duffy on, b*tch, it’s mr. do the most
do or die when it’s smoke, i’m just lettin’ n*ggas know
n*ggas act like hoes, talkin’ ’bout me in his post
know i gotta bleed n*ggas, time to give him what he want

[verse 2: blue pesos]
it’s time to give ’em what they want
in my comments with that sh*t, “p, i want your old flow”
we got the key to the streets, cry home
i ain’t the type to talk with you, i suggest you pipe down
let a whole hundred off, left his family with a frown
i got sixty seconds for you, in other words, in and out
20k, direct deposit, you could check my bank account
if it’s money on my head, i suggest a large amount
“p, you talk too much sh*t”, so what? shut me up
why these n*ggas out here poutin’? otm havin’ fun
whole loaf of hunduns, can’t mix it with the daps
i’m from real, n*ggas poutin’, otm havin’ fun, ugh

- otm lyrics

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