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otm - so what you sayin lyrics

[verse 1: blue pesos]
or kim juan, i just sent him to j+pan
sue yung chillin’, got the chicken in the pan
he said he [?] k!llers, do you [?] man (ayo, t, run that sh+t up)
talk sl!ck or act stupid, get this n+gga flu flammed
n+gga, huh, that was disgustin’
all these n+ggas hate ’cause they ain’t never touchin’ money
they ain’t never seen no uchies, they too focused on the groupies
you love your life, do you really wanna lose it?

[chorus: blue pesos]
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam? (n+gga)
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans? (sh+t)
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s the plan? (n+gga)
holdin’ d+ck, i’ll never understand
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam? (sh+t)
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans?
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s the plan? (n+gga)
holdin’ d+ck, i’ll never understand
yeah
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam, n+gga?
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans? n+gga
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s thе plan? n+gga
holdin’ d+ck, i’ll never understand

[verse 2: duffy]
all thеse pops on my knots, i’m runnin’ out of rubber bands
ran into a tough n+gga, turned him into peter pan
left glock in goo lagoon, somewhere buried in the sand
all these n+ggas act like b+tches, i’ll never understand
you’ll never see my fam hangin’ with some lame broke n+ggas
speak on drakeo name, he r+t+rded, bro, what’s wrong with us?
guess we gotta show n+ggas, we ain’t on no goofy sh+t
shots by his head got his taper lookin’ super crisp
this n+gga really thought the gang was finna fold and quit?
too greedy stincs, yeah, we all hood trophies, b+tch
i don’t get it, i can’t figure out why n+ggas always holdin’ d+ck
who this n+gga right here at the light? let me clutch my stick
in and out of mei ling’s quick, knock+knock, then dip
fightway, poured off some tris, just crashed my whip
eatin’ on some ruth chris steak, just bit my lip
any n+gga tryna wave ride, we gon’ sink that ship
n+gga
who this n+gga right here lookin’ stupid with balled up fists?
both of my b+tches got nicknames, it’s nina and pip
man, his new benz a tech deck, his whip got flipped
[chorus: blue pesos]
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam? (n+gga)
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans? (sh+t)
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s the plan? (n+gga)
holdin’ d+ck, i’ll never understand
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam? (sh+t)
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans?
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s the plan? (n+gga)
holdin’ d+ck, i’ll never understand
yeah
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam, n+gga?
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans? n+gga
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s the plan? n+gga
holdin’ d+ck, i’ll never understand, sh+t

[outro: blue pesos]
n+gga, these n+ggas just weird as f+ck
ceos of hold d+ck entertainment, n+gga
all these n+ggas weird
dead homies, these n+ggas’ll do anything for the clout
the money, n+gga, the fame, n+gga
these n+ggas just weird, bro, get a life, bro
n+gga
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam, n+gga?
i swear to god, bro, these n+ggas be hatin’, bro
’cause these n+ggas ain’t touchin’ no uchies, bro
and your b+tch ain’t givin’ you no p+ssy, bro
f+ck
holdin’ d+ck, i’ll never understand, b+tch
long live drakeo

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