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omari m'$ - westbrook lyrics

(hook)
look i just hit another l!ck, i just took another b-tch
n-ggas looking at me like i’m really on some other sh-t
get the b-tta get the gravy n-gga gotta smoother it
i got a f so i ain’t f-cking with the government
the b-tches loving it, the n-ggas f-ck with it
i let her suck me off, never on no sucka sh-t
if he talk about my girl, i prolly get ya brother hit
westbrook, triple dubb, shooting on some thunder sh-t

(verse 1)
8am and my shorty ‘ready b-tching on me
i call it love just as long as she ain’t switching one me
couple n-ggas wasn’t loyal they got distant on me
but now i travel round the world, i ain’t tripping homie

i be in different cities, n-gga still bumping 50
cause i gotta get rich before i’m meeting biggie
bad boy but i ain’t never get a beat from diddy
drink ciroc, smoke kush till i’m getting dizzy

throw me in the booth, best believe i’m getting busy
get my clark kent on, then im gon ya n-gga jiggy
asap (stack), my n-gga, moving quiet with the bl!cky
never on safety, case he gotta use it quickly

triple dubb (stack), i be scoring like i’m jordan
press the b-tton, make a movie i’m recording
they gon know my voice soon like i’m barry gordon
cause all around the world you know ya n-gga gon be touring

(hook)

(verse 2)
omari m’$ but the women know me as the don
not the type of n-gga put a thousand tats up on my arm
make my money, move to cali, grow some weed up on my lawn
i keep playa tell them n-ggas gotta move along

i don’t be around the mix, rarely sleep around with chicks
im tryna get my mental right, so i don’t be around and sh-t
my muva miss me, cause her son don’t be around the crib
but once i get my paper straight you know that you gon see ya kid

23 i need a motherf-cking money tree
moms is in her 50s tryna see her living comfortably
move to suriname i dodge the feds if they come for me
sitting in a cell f-ck that, that ain’t my cup of tea

i don’t need no company, just give the kid a couple g’s
multiply that by a mill, don’t hit me with no f-cking fees
stories from my family, yeah they used to move a couple keys
all the things they, they did it so i never gotta see

(hook)

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