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khristophe - oregano lyrics

[verse 1]

baby, go roll it tight
i’m trying to be more than high
ride me like a motorbike
she love it when i shoulder bite
she knows i control the byke
your p+ssy is a golden mine
pimp sh+t no dolemite
she bag up my dozier now
i’ll model for your photo op
but i never been a poser nah (nu uh, no poser)
a talking dawn might get the okee doke
i spent the weekend out in houston
sliding through the forty+four
smoking while i’m drinking
i pass the l like a semi+colon
i might tap a thick chick
but my last girl was slightly boney
all these n+ggas phony you shouldn’t trust them
and most these hoes annoying
so i don’t touch them
so i come to you
p+ssy sweeter than cinnabon
baby park your thoughts and let’s turn the bedroom to schlitterbahn
1942
drown the hating and the ridicule
if you know yourself
you ain’t got sh+t else to prove
don’t be focused on the talking
i would never tell a lie
except tonight, cause
i wanna lie with you
[chorus]

come to my place
i gotta bouquet of some mint leaves
or link at your place
i came with an eighth of what you need
what you like?
tap my line then i’m on the way
namaste’
nah, i want to stay here for the night
with some urgency
you hit my line and i’ma slide
mix this og leaf with orange juice to boost the high
we gone work somethin’ out
them squats been helping out
i’ma push up ’round
about a quarter nine

[bridge]

i’ma do you right, yeah
do you right, yeah
you got a man, but you right here
think it’s quite clear
she buss it back because i’m buzzing
even on a light year
you ain’t into doing right things
and that’s alright
that’s alright
[interlude]
cause i wanna lie with you
cause i wanna lie with you

[verse 2]

she say my voice her favorite tone
so, she be playing my songs
why y’all watch what i be on
and not chasing the provolone
stop up at the store
need a lighter for this antidote
show up at your door
i be blowin’ like a baritone
smoking wedding cake
sorry girl, we can’t elope
i’m too young, need plenty hoes
i wanna play with they cantaloupes
i wanna tug on her pantyhose
i’m in my bag like f+nny, hoe
i’m laid back and in my zone, what the h+ll i need xannies for?
who the h+ll are you playing me for?
one more show and they paying me dough
put that on my granny, hoe
she in the chi like sammy sosa
don’t act shy or frantic, hoe
this og oregano
i’m on a whole ‘nother planet, though
b+tch i ball like amber rose
[chorus]

come to my place
i gotta bouquet of some mint leaves
or link at your place
i came with an eighth of what you need
what you like?
tap my line then i’m on the way
namaste’
nah, i want to stay here for the night
with some urgency
you hit my line then i’ma slide
hit this og leaf with orange juice to boost the high
we gone work somethin’ out
them squats been helping out
i’ma push up ’round
about a quarter nine

- khristophe lyrics

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