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o.y.b. - starting six lyrics

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[verse 1: big steve]
i’m with your b*tch and i’m feeling on her body, she naughy (yeah)
we always roll six deep when we headed to party
i got a drink on the way, coconut and pineapple b*tch (where’s that at)
that on deck, call it f*cking immaculate
w*what it do, mama, where you going?
pre*rolls on deck, baby, get to blowing
o*y*b on your b*tch, big steve, keep it lit
mama, do you feel it

[chorus]
i’m o.y.b
on your b*tch
it’s o.y.b, mama, you know what it is
i’m o.y.b, on your b*tch and i pull one on your man, real m*th*f*ckin sl!ck
o*o*o*o*y*b
o*o*y*b
o*o*o*o*y*b
o*o*y*b
o*o*o

[verse 2: fess]
she your main thing but she don’t [?]
don’t worry baby, best believe the starting six be wildin’
we ain’t stopping keep them bottles popping
and bring your friend, f*ck your man
it’s o.y.b, got the party rocking, oh whoa
bring it back, i’m sipping jack
got your girl up on my lap
sorry, that’s a f*cking fact
you like that girl, i know you do
now peep your dude, he ain’t got a clue
that’s why i’m yelling
[chorus]
i’m o.y.b, on your b*tch
it’s o.y.b, mama, you know what it is
i’m o.y.b, on your b*tch and i pull one on your man, real m*th*f*ckin sl!ck
o*o*o*o*y*b
o*o*y*b
o*o*o*o*y*b
o*o*y*b
o*o*o

[verse 3: rybread]
i’m on the b*tch, that ain’t mine bruh
she looking designer
she say she got a man, but i can’t listen a flying f*ck
got a couple little ladies waiting on the player
to just lay a little lumber on a daily
this is what i tell her, look
you better watch your girlfriend, sisters, and your cousins
ride on something like a whirlwind, yuh
sn*tch it if she in my way
starting six we on your main, hate me playa i’m in the game

[chorus]
i’m o.y.b, on your b*tch
it’s o.y.b, mama, you know what it is
i’m o.y.b, on your b*tch and i pull one on your man, real m*th*f*ckin sl!ck
o*o*o*o*y*b
o*o*y*b
o*o*o*o*y*b
o*o*y*b
o*o*o
[verse 4:don trip]
just trying to cuff and collar your woman
then a n*gga like me come and borrow your woman
walk her out the club, and talk her outta her garments
drop her back off at y’all spot in the morning
yeah, i k!ll the cat and leave you to mourn
i’m breaking her back, she’s breaking your heart
shawty up and down on it like a seesaw
swinging through the club like it’s time to tee off (yeah)

[chorus]
i’m o.y.b, on your b*tch
it’s o.y.b, mama, you know what it is
i’m o.y.b, on your b*tch and i pull one on your man, real m*th*f*ckin sl!ck
o*o*o*o*y*b
o*o*y*b
o*o*o*o*y*b
o*o*y*b
o*o*o

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