b. tarantino – ovc freestyle lyrics
[verse 1: b. tarantino]
n-gga what you talkin bout
im getting money on the real n-gga
keep the purp rolled up in yellow gold
we smokin that shaquille n-gga
feel the heat, that the steel n-gga
know couple young cats that deal witcha
804 how feel
you know this n-gga grindin hard
tryna make a million witcha
i’m own
like drizzy drake b-tch im on
nothing was the same cept the name as owner
marijuana
yea my whole team be some stoner
kick it like liu kang
blowing fire like we’re sonya
now you wanna
f-ck wit a star like a loner
step up in the club
don’t n0body a even know ya
holla at a b-tch, prolly tell her that you love her
but i probably been had my johnny cage in that women
and a
ima k!ll it put it million f-ck ya feelings
i’m the illest like lebron you just gotta witness
this standing o when i’m in the building
i keep it hot with the top dropped
low riding in the winter
like a champ always been a winner
you second place n-gga
steady keep your wins low
sip slow
riding high
tinted window
never f-ck with the ops
carl winslows
whoo
back on my ric flair sh-t
watch how the diamonds
just drip, drip, drip, drip
uh, if i shine like this
i can pull your b-tch
she gon l!ck, l!ck, l!ck, l!ck
uhthis
on the d-ck, d-ck, d-ck
this sh-t is ludacris
the way i do this sh-t
i been on my ps and qs
with music sh-t
so you could groove to this
tarantino
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