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oren major - spice lyrics

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[hook]
i done waited on this my whole life
i done worked until i can’t work twice
i got n-ggas trying to k!ll my flame
got these haters trying to stop my spice
i’m on the clock like the minute hand, ooh i’m getting cash
ooh my b-tch bad, money make her call me big man
blowing big gas, is you little or you big mad
where yo clique at, where yo stick at
brrrrr, get back

[verse 1: oren major]
you ‘gon make me show a different side
water whipping like a slip-n-slide
copped the whip and cut it like a samurai
get the money, multiply and magnify
i done took too many l’s i ain’t taking no more
had a n-gga down bad i was facing the ropes
some n-ggas turned they back on me like they play in the post
now a n-gga neck looking like i play in the snow, d-mn
i made the impossible plausible to the optional optical
or the audibly optimal
in other words i’m a prodigy feel like nas and 2pac i flew
through impossible obstacles
from the top i view all of you
hatin n-ggas who hope i fall but instead i just follow through
you folding up like a dollar do
im blowing up like a bomber too
and demolish you

[hook]
i done waited on this my whole life
i done worked until i can’t work twice
i got n-ggas trying to k!ll my flame
got these haters trying to stop my spice
i’m on the clock like the minute hand, ooh i’m getting cash
ooh my b-tch bad, money make her call me big man
blowing big gas, is you little or you big mad
where yo clique at, where yo stick at
brrrrr, get back

[verse 2: ghost le’on]
don40, 40 glock
ghost le’on i’m out the pot
i’m off the chain i broke the lock
whip that foreign off the lot
squad here i’ma hold ’em down
cover 500 rounds
guns blazing ’til no sound
gotta do it for the town
and me i’m just a field n-gga
took my talents down south, king james n-gga
f-ck you and who came with ya’
scope will get all of y’all in the same picture
i’m dripping my sauce
haters got me on the edge hoping that i fall off
but instead i go off, i’m the man in the fourth
clutch in every situation it don’t matter the sport
you can’t play on my court, n-ggas better abort
i’m on the road to the top and i’m ready for war
mama told me watch them n-ggas that i be around
she was right, i look around and i don’t see them now

[hook]
i done waited on this my whole life
i done worked until i can’t work twice
i got n-ggas trying to k!ll my flame
got these haters trying to stop my spice
i’m on the clock like the minute hand, ooh i’m getting cash
ooh my b-tch bad, money make her call me big man
blowing big gas, is you little or you big mad
where yo clique at, where yo stick at
brrrrr, get back



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