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obadiah mc - juice freestyle lyrics

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hook – obadiah mc
five foreign girls they hot
like r-truth you got caught
rolling with money from slots
give me the pops no shots
i f-cked up her tot it needs a repair
she got round t-ts i want another pair
make it a threesome oh wait (wait)
i share a blunt not a tear
my eyes are clear there’s not sign of fear
the devil be smiling when money is near
who needs a gun take a spear and fight
depression be dancing with my dreams all night
all night (x2)

verse – gg gold
i got a girl from brazil and haven’t been there
how will i get there?
skout (x3)
the rap game is boring i’m changing the channel
the money all over so we gonna travel
i don’t think these simple lines you can handle
satan is m-ssive he sitting in chapels
y’all don’t know my real name that’s good
diamonds are shinning like they in a mood
my b-tch half naked like the moon
imagine getting raped with a f-ckin broom
i’ve been the same
haters say i’m lame
you finally realised that your life is pathetic stop hating on others you playing

hook – obadiah mc
five foreign girls they hot
like r-truth you got caught
rolling with money from slots
give me the pops no shots
i f-cked up her tot now it needs a repair
she got round t-ts i want another pair
make it a threesome oh wait (wait)
i share a blunt not a tear
my eyes are clear there’s not sign of fear
the devil be smiling when money is near
who needs a gun take a spear and fight
depression be dancing with my dreams all night
all night alright (x2)

verse 2 – obadiah mc
one upcoming goat no animal farm
ma n-ggas be chilling like they own a farm
lyrics are guns they my brothers in arms
n-ggas can’t speak like a cat caught they tongue
who cares if weed is bad for your lungs
we want hybrid and girls with big buns
money got grip like i just brought it studs
all of my buddies get high off a bud
bars are so dope what a deal
sometimes the system can force you to steal
sometimes i wish that my life wasn’t real
sometimes the rich might choke on a blood meal
i don’t count with my fingers i times by two
y’all never had a threesome i got 1 plus 2

verse 3 – obadiah mc & gg gold
these days its just monkey see monkey do
haters keep hating on me cause they talentless
i choose blue notes over commonsense fabulous
y’all cannot ride on my d-ck i’m too glamorous
imma be like john cena and just drop the att-tude
dollars be flowing in i’m over flooded with grat-tude
pop some sick sh-t for the interlude
rolling with n-ggas that do sh-t it’s rect-tude



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