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prodigy of mobb deep - overdose lyrics

[chorus: prodigy]
i overdose
i don’t make ’em come, i make ’em catch the holy ghost
got her hittin’ up my line for another dose
all night, i’ll be on it ’til she comatose
i overdose
i don’t make ’em come, i make ’em catch the holy ghost
got her hittin’ up my line for another dose (yeah)
all night, i’ll be on it ’til she comatose

[verse 1: prodigy]
od like a p+rnstar goin’ hard
i get ahead of myself, we at the ball
lotta whiskey and cola, baby, she a smoker
jet life, high as f+ck, beggin’ me to stroke her
woah, now look at us, hottest two in the club
world’s most dangerous couple, them other ones
ain’t no pretty thugs like we, nah, look in the mirror
just listen to our songs, just look at what we wearin’
takin’ off my coat, clearin’ my scope
i got a clean shot, i’ma take your dome
yeah, bust your tomato, clean off your neck
don’t play with me, kid, you see i’m busy catchin’ wreck
me and missus always right, she think she know everything
poppin’ all that lip, yeah, she my lil’ g thing
excuse yourself, f+ck up out the way now
you blockin’ the waitress, you holdin’ up the drinks
bounce ‘fore i clear this whole spot
and f+ck up the party before it even start
i promise you that’s somethin’ you don’t want
you’d rather take notes, look, i’ll show you how it’s done (uh)
[chorus: prodigy]
i overdose
i don’t make ’em come, i make ’em catch the holy ghost
got her hittin’ up my line for another dose
all night, i’ll be on it ’til she comatose
i overdose
i don’t make ’em come, i make ’em catch the holy ghost
got her hittin’ up my line for another dose
all night, i’ll be on it ’til she comatose

[verse 2: remy ma]
first class pjs, i be goin’ coast to coast
floor seats at the games, only time i know the coach
i will slap the sh+t out a b+tch ’cause she told a joke
remy ma+hammad ali with the rope+a+dope
always the dumbest ho that swear she know the most
how you livin’ under a bridge tryna troll a g.o.a.t.?
b+tch, the weed, hookah, and cigs, oh, you want all the smoke
’til i take your man on a yacht and let him motorboat
got on nothin’ but underwear beneath my overcoat
i od, overdose, leave that n+gga comatose
he be all in my likes, i just saw a another post
i swear to god if i f+ck him, he gon’ catch the holy ghost
try to act street like you pac, but i know you won’t
y’all sweet and y’all pop, a bunch of soda floats
if that’s your friend, better hold her close
’cause everybody wanna be nosy until they nose is broke
i’m a rapper, a writer, if i say it, you know i wrote
wouldn’t believe y’all wrote raps if you showed the notes
now i’m on daytime tv, i got shows to host
money since i was young, boy, i’m never goin’ broke
[chorus: prodigy, remy ma, & ]

i don’t make ’em come, i make ’em catch the holy ghost (remy)
got her hittin’ up my line for another dose
all night, i’ll be on it ’til she comatose

i don’t make ’em come, i make ’em catch the holy ghost
got her hittin’ up my line for another dose
all night, i’ll be on it ’til she comatose

- prodigy of mobb deep lyrics

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