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3-15 - half an o lyrics

half an o
3-15

1st verse: 3-15
i’m blowin’ more indo and f-ckin’ b-tches lookin’ like suzette
if i don’t get it on a weekly basis, then i will lose it
never stoppin’ the hustle ’til i at least own my own cruise ship
and i don’t give a f-ck -or ever- if i sound like a nuisance
b-tches on me lookin’ thick or pet-te
talkin’ ’bout kim or like an athlete
locals ’round me just cannot compete
like justice league, my team is elite
you talkin’ ’bout fame, we keep it discreet
you mention our name -put you on a leash
y’all some b-tches -b-tches get left in ditches;
chillin’ with b-tches
team’s rollin; smokin’ swishers -that’s sweet
your stupid followers will only remember you by your last tweet
diss me few days ago -they’ll be lookin’ for your -ss next week
try to put out a couple songs; we hear ’em and we’re like “yo, that’s weak”
so that’s seven days, and seven nights -that’s one-sixty-eight hours you got left to breath
see shawty and i give her x
then i’m gonna have to help her with her steps
she’ll forget her ex; she’ll get with me next
take her to the room and give her some triple x
me -i give her that stripper s-x; you get simple checks and little flex
you just stuck with your syphilis and im’a f-ck a maniac -that nympho s-x!

//chorus//
speakers bumpin’, half an o; see the fam i’m chillin’ with
one day you gon’ see us, standin’ on the pyramid
our music -fans are feelin’ it
extra rare -we’re buildin’ it
knu skool e-n-t; n-gga, we k!llin’ it.//x2

2nd verse:
hear the engine revvin’ -step in; my weed’s so refreshin’
you would think that it’s a blessin’ way it makes you go to heaven
reppin’ the city where i stay with the brethren; now the high is settin’.
eyes will redden; spittin’ sh-t that turns this night to armageddon
what the f-ck y’all talkin’ ’bout; think i ain’t the type to rise?
these words and sounds i use to soothe your f-ckin’ mind and hypnotize
shawty’s clappin’ that -ss, while i ain’t rappin’ that fast
i’ll be stackin’ and bash; don’t make me snap you in half
cause i be smokin’ ’til i’m chokin’; f-ck a b-tch like lindsay lohan
smokin’ potent, she be c0kin’; tats and piercings gets me goin’
and she better bring a f-ckin’ friend; i’m a man of options
b-tches love this f-ckin’ d as if i were a dachshund
enough with that corny flow; i’m supposed to show, why i am doper than most
but i can’t help it if i get b-tches wetter than the oregon coast
but i wanna go, from here to long beach; all the way to miami
from recordin’ in my small–ss room to live performances and winnin’ grammys

- 3 15 lyrics

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