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drose (nj) - ocean lyrics

[intro]
s+block, s+block
fa, fa
drose man
(jb you know this sh+t fire)

[refrain]
no we can’t do no song
no we can’t get in the stu
if a n+gga try play with your name
or tell you it’s up, then it’s up with me too
drop the blunt, but i don’t give a f+ck ’bout who f+ckin’ my b+tch because i’m cheatin’ too
on the hip my lil n+ggas go kuu
better run when i slide ’cause i jump out that coupe

[chorus]
she get nasty her p+ssy on ocean
four five on my side what you totin’
posted up on the s i be focused
hottest youngin’, but feezy, he golden
tryna tell me you love me then show it
car ain’t where you park cause the homies had stole it
tryna tell me you love me then show it
car ain’t where you park cause the homies had stole it

[verse 1]
in these streets n+ggas go through sh+t
i’ll go down hundred k, high as h+ll when i wrote this sh+t
i was switching up the flow and sh+t
next day i’m outside see a opp i’m exposing sh+t
thirty clip he ain’t notice this
lil mama too s+xy when she tryna hold the grip
cops asking who poles is this
we ain’t saying no names why you tryna be nosy b+tch
these n+ggas be chattin’ your homies be rattin’
no way i could f+ck up my status
tryna write me a hit just so we could be rich
in the hills and we all living lavish
p+ssy dookie she tragic i ain’t never had it
i start taking risks make it happen
when these n+ggas be f+ggots i ain’t never lacking
he died and my homies was laughing
[chorus]
she get nasty her p+ssy on ocean
four five on my side what you totin’
posted up on the s i be focused
hottest youngin’, but feezy, he golden
tryna tell me you love me then show it
car ain’t where you park cause the homies had stole it
tryna tell me you love me then show it
car ain’t where you park cause the homies had stole it

[verse 2]
s block or no block if you ask me
when they see me, it turn to a track meet
grab a mask and the gloves when i clap heat
he ain’t in the field, boy, these n+ggas be athletes
she be lying, these b+tches ain’t had me
when i’m off a perk, i’ma f+ck in the backseat
say it’s smoke, but these n+ggas walk past me
she f+ck with my rap, say i sound like young pappy
she bad, the homies tryna shoot they shot
on feet tryna shoot my opps
walk down, i’ma shoot my glock
(walk down, i’ma shoot my glock)
she bad, the homies tryna shoot they shot
on feet tryna shoot my opps
walk down, i’m shootin’ my glock
[refrain]
no we can’t do no song
no we can’t get in the stu
if a n+gga try play with your name
or tell you it’s up, then it’s up with me too
drop the blunt, but i don’t give a f+ck ’bout who f+ckin’ my b+tch because i’m cheatin’ too
give a f+ck if your hood like a zoo, boy
better run when i slide ’cause i jump out that coupe

[outro]
give a f+ck if your hood like a zoo, boy
better run when i slide ’cause i jump out that coupe
no we can’t do no song

- drose nj lyrics

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