boldy james - oil sheen (grease monkeys) lyrics
[chorus: boldy james]
we droping bags, counting stacks, we keep winnin’
i gotta laugh, not bad for some street n+ggas
we poppin’ tags, rockin’ premium denim
if you bought this cash, then my n+gga let’s get it
drop out at 14, gettin’ street money
doin’ the charlie sheen on these f+cking grease monkeys
got love for these streets, and these streets love me
i’m going charlie sheen on you f+cking grease monkeys
[verse 1: fatboi fresh]
i’m on five times two, with that three times three
on the joint slangin’ bows like the ufc
my n+gga, you can’t k!ll, but you crips can’t see
i’m on the road doin’ shows from atlanta to greece
so i be keepin’ the peace, they be callin’ me gandh
and once i get in a door, my n+gga’s comin’ behind me
f+ck that they marching beside me
y’all catchin’ one duck and cover
i be keepin’ it gangsta, even though i f+cks with the brothers
i wear my heart on my sleeves, with my chain on my neck
i put my life on the line, that’s how i earn my respect
i’m the best west, yeah, i’m as dope as it get
so get the f+ck out the way, or go one, cut me a check
joe, i flow like a dog, but i be actin’ a donkey
might be fat, might be ugly, but all i pretty ones want
and joe, these moes swear they gettin’ money, that’s a leech dummy
i’m in that old school, stuntin’ on these grease monkeys
[chorus: boldy james]
we droping bags, counting stacks, we keep winnin’
i gotta laugh, not bad for some street n+ggas
we poppin’ tags, rockin’ premium denim
if you bought this cash, then my n+gga let’s get it
drop out at 14, gettin’ street money
doin’ the charlie sheen on these f+cking grease monkeys
got love for these streets, and these streets love me
i’m going charlie sheen on you f+cking grease monkeys
[verse 2: boldy james]
me and my rode dog, [?], on a off the court
be ballin’ on them so hard i caught a charlie horse
i’m on that money train, 10 in my cargo shorts
at the train station, chain swingin’ on nauti’ shirt
i need a vacation, i’m takin’ off from work
cause when they need a heavy weight, i’m who they calling first
still stressing tryin’ to make it work
i know i should quit while i’m ahead before y’all n+ggas in my paperwork
i’m terrified of feds, allergic to the homicide
they got me sweatin’ bullets, i’m breakin’ out in hives
soldiers die once, a coward dies a thousand times
i be all for the d, call me mr. otta drive
i talk to louie p., he’ll be outta five
them boys on the fink choppin’ n+ggas down to size
block hotter than detroit in the summertime
that’s southfield service drive north m39
[chorus: boldy james]
we droping bags, counting stacks, we keep winnin’
i gotta laugh, not bad for some street n+ggas
we poppin’ tags, rockin’ premium denim
if you bought this cash, then my n+gga let’s get it
drop out at 14, gettin’ street money
doin’ the charlie sheen on these f+cking grease monkeys
got love for these streets, and these streets love me
i’m going charlie sheen on you f+cking grease monkeys
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