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atwood - oof lyrics

[atwood]
all on my oof, all on my oof, all on my oof yeah
all on my oof, all on my oof, all on my oof yeah
all on my oof, all on my oof, all on my oof yeah
all on my oof, all on my oof, all on my oof yeah
get off my oof, get off my oof, get off my oof yeah
get off my oof, get off my oof, get off my oof yeah
get off my oof, get off my oof, get off my oof yeah
get off my oof, get off my oof, get off my oof yeah

i been on the prowl for the last 20 years or sumn’
now they like me wow wonder how that sh-t didn’t come
sooner oh thought that we would keep it old school?
nappy -ss b-tch shoppin’ d-ck up at whole foods
holla if you ever thought of getting paid
f-ck the buildin’ up it’s time to renovate ay
been solo like han’s son get it straight
last 10 years had me wishin’ i was in the pave-ment
inverted steerin’ like i’m in a sp-ce-ship
write all night yeah i work the grave-shift
baby wanna f-ck i’m like s’il vous plait, sh-t
only 69 this a dinner date, chea
only f-ck around with the best of em
whip the coupe finesse the f-ckin kessel run
smoking on some gas in a tesla uh
money stay crunchy bread lookin like a pretzel bun
atlas in the back got the multi syl’s
forrest eatin’ good now, poultry meals
cloudy with the blacked out cult he built
swear this sh-t a dream told khai we finna blow the build-ing

all on my oof, all on my oof, all on my oof yeah
all on my oof, all on my oof, all on my oof yeah
all on my oof, all on my oof, all on my oof yeah
all on my oof, all on my oof, all on my oof yeah
get off my oof, get off my oof, get off my oof yeah
get off my oof, get off my oof, get off my oof yeah
get off my oof, get off my oof, get off my oof yeah
get off my oof, get off my oof, get off my oof yeah

[thiago]
all on my oof
all of that talking is cute
‘scuse me what’s that?
now they be calling a truce
b-tch i got bottles of juice
she look like anna nicole
why they be like all on my back?
i need a proper m-sseuse
i need a dollar for food
don’t let me starve that is rude
think you the godfather in this
nah sit down offer refused
they wanna follow in suit
they wanna model the youth
never bow down to no man
i was just tying my shoes
you do the loop-de-loop then pull
salt n peppa said shoop ba-doop that’s good
rakim said secure the loot in full
and i will til my shoes are looking cool
got my tunes like
zippidy doo dah, zippidy doo day
zippidy your lippidy if you got something to say
talk sh-t, get hit, i go f-ck up your day
aw sh-t, that’s it, this the one they gon play ay

- atwood lyrics

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