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moneybagg yo – ocean spray (original version) lyrics

[intro]
dmactoobangin

[verse 1]
the coup came with a masseuse
that mean the seats massage me
the b+tch on ig with you
with me now, eating d+ck like arby’s
in the club, i’m strapped in the booth
my glock on defensive, guard me
pass the sprite, i’ma pour up a deuce
twenty+five for a pint, what they charge me
speakin’ the streets, man, i’m deep in it
i told my b+tch she can’t be friendly
that p+ssy a house, go to sleep in it
drippin’ the sauce like a leak in it
when she want it, she demand it
she a lil’ savage like randy
you might get shot if i panic
i do my trip, then i vanish
all of that tough talkin’, it don’t move me
i’m with my hitter, my dawg, my scooby
she text me, “hey, big head,” like i’m stewie
told her go f+ck me good for some louie
he got in that water, titanic
left his ass slumped like slantin’
i come in deep on some sh+t like i’m suge
you say you riding, then that’s understood
i left some real n+ggas in the hood
i’d bring ’em all with me if i could
how did this ever come to child support?
what makes you think i don’t f+ck with my lil’ boy?
i can’t believe it like ripley’s
i’m getting molested by triplets
if you ain’t straight, keep your distance
can’t stand around you like nipsey
[chorus]
i’m juiced up, ocean spray
i’m poured up, might drink some more today
i’m high now, might float away if i was outside now
we live now, sittin’ courtside with my sideline now
them hitters might pull up and wet you up
ocean spray
don’t give a f+ck where you catch him at, he gotta go today
let’s ride now, let’s load sh+t up and slide now
can’t hide now, ’bout to pull up bussin’ that fire now

[verse 2]
i’m the one that keep the streets buddin’
cheat code, i got the easy b+tton
these n+ggas left when they thought i was strugglin’
these b+tches love me ’cause they know i’m thuggin’
she said she cry every night ’bout me
i barely tell her, “thank you,” i don’t ‘preciate it
i just wanna burn your head, yeah, cremation
baby, i don’t want your relation
god done told me they was plottin’ on me
want to see me fall like the new year ball
gotta move like the president
any second thought, i won’t move at all
i’m smokin’ backwoods, countin’ up backends so far i counted up 120
you talkin’ all this sh+t, you ain’t ’bout none of this, i want all smoke, 4/20
ain’t no more room on my wave
i got the juice, ocean spray
i put the d+ck in her face
i cannot save her like mase
the bag gettin’ bigger and bigger
no more time for these b+tch ass n+ggas
broke ass rappers and fake ass k!llers
no more sleepin’ on me, give me that pillow
[chorus]
i’m juiced up, ocean spray
i’m poured up, might drink some more today
i’m high now, might float away if i was outside now
we live now, sittin’ courtside with my sideline now
them hitters might pull up and wet you up
ocean spray
don’t give a f+ck where you catch him at, he gotta go today
let’s ride now, let’s load sh+t up and slide now
can’t hide now, ’bout to pull up bussin’ that fire now

- moneybagg yo lyrics

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