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oegdlo - heinrich lyrics

[intro]
out here slayin’ like its world war 3
schutzstaffel org, of the nyc
got your b-tch with two bruised knees
i sure as f-ck can tell you, that’s a guarantee

[verse 1]
bad b-tch serve food to me on a whim
just worked out your hoe like a f-ckin’ gym
looks like your neck needs a f-ckin’ trim
stop speaking gibberish like a d-mn sim, yeah
i’m back in the lambo, stackin’ some piles
decipher if bodies or cash, it might take a while
they f-ck me like they wanna carry my child
these b-tches worship me, almost saying “heil!”
got some hoes for my crew, but we don’t f-ck with thots
but, i sure as f-ck can tell you, i love some whiskey shots
somehow both those things end back on plot
all we want now is my boy chris back on top

[interlude]
my two wallets make my -ss look fatter
makeup makes hoes look like the mad hatter
like they got f-cked and mixed in blatter
yet, just enough to give motherf-ckers a splatter

[verse 2]
in a few hundred years, i’ll be n0body or influential like malcolm
specially when, i release these f-ckin’ insane albums
specially when, i feel like i was carved by f-ckin’ adam
they best build a statue of me made out of pure platinum
i’m in my own f-ckin’ zone
you best watch my f-ckin’ throne
’cause there’s no such thing as a geo clone
so somebody put ‘ye on the phone

[outro]
all my opponents couldn’t beat me with all their might
i’ll have an easier job than a n-z- k!llin’ a kike
all through the dim lights of the night
isn’t that quite a sight?

- oegdlo lyrics

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