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strick - ocean's eleven lyrics

[intro]
juvy catcher ’bout a check
why you goin’ up, reon?

[chorus]
ocean eleven on my wrist, movie
i ain’t comin’ in the club with no toolie
pack came from cali’, that’s gas, oo+wee
her hips and her ass gotta match for me
but i ain’t finna cuff that b+tch, i ain’t goin’ federal
the jeans and my seats match, i got leather on
i’m bossed up, you better watch your tongue, i can take you off
back and forth, in and out the street, i done seen it all (yeah)

[verse]
you n+ggas in the street, we don’t play ’em (we don’t play ’em)
you can act [?] i’m the king of vegas (oh yeah)
i got your wcw tryna page me
b+tch, lucky, i ain’t even make her pay me (b+tch, pay me)
got millions for the team on the list (uh)
all these shots, ain’t no way we gon’ miss (no way)
i got ice hangin’ off of my fist (shh, off of my fist)
revenge is a served cold dish (food)
we took some losses but we up now, sky high (yeah)
crew got the octane, red lights passin’ ’em by
[chorus]
ocean eleven on my wrist, movie
i ain’t comin’ in the club with no toolie
pack came from cali’, that’s gas, oo+wee
her hips and her ass gotta match for me
but i ain’t finna cuff that b+tch, i ain’t goin’ federal
the jeans and my seats match, i got leather on
i’m bossed up, you better watch your tongue, i can take you off
back and forth, in and out the street, i done seen it all

- strick lyrics

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