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ola runt - space jam lyrics

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[chorus]
six thousand on a rollie, long live nip
feeling just like bun b my brother was a pimp
n+gga hating on me no reason, what i do to him?
p+ssy n+gga let me catch you lacking, i’m gon’ shoot at them
pull out with them forgis on my car
i like to get woozy at the red light on them bars
i feel like it moving but my car be still in park
she put that pillow on her face and then she arched

[verse 1]
i put that beam on my glizzy then i dart
no love lost but i gave away my heart
hit the pharmacy if you looking for my bars
i’m a shooting star, ended up on mars
how the h+ll you fishtail in the old school?
that’s your new b+tch, she my old news
sipping on that green to that zig zag
thirty bald on your top that’s a brick bag
first young n+gga banging five off them six flags
we all strapped
roller coastеr strapped, recline with no chair
hеy there go ola! vote for me b+tch, i’m the mayor
old green fruity ass n+gga like a pear

[chorus]
six thousand on a rollie long live nip
feeling just like bun b, my brother was a pimp
n+gga hating on me no reason, what i do to him?
p+ssy n+gga let me catch you lacking, i’m gon’ shoot at them
pull out with them forgis on my car
i like to get woozy at the red light on them bars
i feel like it moving but my car be still in park
she put that pillow on her face and then she arched
[verse 2]
when on the l!ck i had to kick it by the door kn+b
we knocked the hinges off that b+tch came in with whole mob
send a hit for a bag call it bl+wj+b
face shot with that snub call it nose job
ola runt he still (raw/rob)
broke’ll have you still steal
buddha just like k!ll bill
somebody die we just say that sh+t got real real
exterminator you a rat b+tch you can’t live here
i’m the landlord, you just pay the bills here
you get k!lled here
running late to my show, i poured a liter here
i feel like kobe in his prime like he still here
off that bud i got wiser like a real beer

[chorus]
six thousand on a rollie long live nip
feeling just like bun b, my brother was a pimp
n+gga hating on me no reason, what i do to him?
p+ssy n+gga let me catch you lacking, i’m gon’ shoot at them
pull out with them forgis on my car
i like to get woozy at the red light on them bars
i feel like it moving but my car be still in park
she put that pillow on her face and then she arched



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