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dd osama - 4148 lyrics

[intro: dd osama, edot babyy, lawsy]
grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh (like, lil’ rah got clapped in the uber, i cannot lack in the cab, i’m a shooter, oy or no y)
grahh, grahh, like, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh (3 a.m., i’m in the hotel (hotel)
b+tch, i’m missing you and that throat, yeah (oh, yeah, woah)
i’m in her p+ssy, she like, “oh, yeah” (yeah, woah)
b+tch, i’m trappin’ hard, make that dope sell
b+tch, it’s like 5 a.m. in the hotel (yeah, hotel)
kick her out for my ho, yeah (oh) , everything for edot babyy, it’s edot+)

[verse 1: dd osama]
miss you notti, this sh+t ain’t the same, lost bro and my n+ggas been going insane (grahh, grahh)
e with the dot put the dot on his brain, let’s spin through the opps make ‘em feel this pain (on bro)
no joke, 5 in the morning, i’m missing you throw (grahh, grahh)
ayy yo, bae put the knocks in ‘ya purse, opps come on bro i throw first (uh huh, grahh, grahh)
iced out wrist and my fingers is blinging, if i see a [?] i’m leaning
let’s spin through the ‘rey with like 2, 4 chops
p+ssy boy talking gotta stop, like, on bro, grahh (p+ssy boy talking gotta stop, like, like what)

[verse 2: edot babyy]
talk on bro, then i’m upping this chop
he tried to run, i threw shot after shot (rrah, rrah)
like, they know what we do on that block
check on the scores, like we up on the opp
like, lil’ rah got clapped in the uber, i cannot lack in the cab i’m a shooter (rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah)
tried to get up on me, but you can’t, he tried to front, but i cl!cked on his mans (at all)
like stop totin’ them knocks that jam (facts)
sevsidek, spin that sh+t like a fan
like dd with me, know brodie gon’ blam
everything for notti, we do what we can (do what we can)
try to make it, i follow the man, like if you was him be part of the plan
caught a opp, like ricky he ran
ima spin through the 2’s, we gon’ chill on the land (chill on the land)
grahh, off the perk, b+tch i get in my feelings (get in my feelings)
i was broke so i think about k!lling (think about k!lling)
opp thot tried to line me i ain’t with it, ima shoot first, when i slide ima finish (ahhhh, yea, yea, yea)
(grahh, off the perk, b+tch i get in my feelings
i was broke so i think about k!lling
opp thot tried to line me i ain’t with it, ima shoot first, when i slide ima finish)
[outro: lawsy]
3 a.m., i’m in the hotel (hotel)
b+tch, i’m missing you and that throat, yeah (oh, yeah, woah)
i’m in her p+ssy, she like, “oh, yeah” (yeah, woah)
b+tch, i’m trappin’ hard, make that dope sell
b+tch, it’s like 5 a.m. in the hotel (yeah, hotel)
kick her out for my ho, yeah (oh)
f+ck, she knock on the door, yeah
get under the bed, baby, keep it low, yeah

- dd osama lyrics

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