willie bee - s.o.b lyrics
(it’s da god, it’s da god, it’s da god, it’s da god, it’s da god, it’s da god)
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stunt on a b-tch
the light the sun on my wrist
balenciaga road runners
spent sumn’ on my kicks
you son of a b-tch
you know that i’m rich
vvs up on a diamonds
got me in da mix
got me in ya b-tch
try me bout it n-gga you’ll get kilt
all about it n-gga dis how i live
brought dem bags in vacuum seal
godd-mn ya son of a b-tch
you know that i’m rich
vvs up on a diamonds
got me in da mix (1k 1k 1k 1k)
i got dat load & it comin in
shoot wit yo chest don’t be fumblin
stack dem blue hundreds till i need some help
twan did da beat like her turned to a chef
i don’t have to beg you it gon sell itself
yo gas is low grade & my weed is top shelf
iced out my rollie i didn’t do da patek
i’m a dope dealer yo b-tch is a addict
flooded my wrist have’em callin me karat
balenciaga steppin
b-tch when i wear it
no mud on my name cause im’a come clear it
i’m rich what you think
you can’t even get near me
drop sauce on da floor
come mop it up
& i’ll beat a n-gga -ss if a n-gga caught slippin
stunt on a b-tch
the light the sun in my wrist
balenciaga road runners
spent sumn’ on my kicks
you son of a b-tch
you know that i’m rich
vvs up on a diamonds
got me in da mix
got me in ya b-tch
try me bout a n-gga you will get kilt
all about a n-gga dis how i live
brought da bags in vacuum seal
godd-mn ya son of a b-tch
you know that i’m rich
vvs up on a diamonds
got me in da mix
got me in dis b-tch
willie bee be lit
all dis gold round my neck look like mr t in dis b-tch
tennis bracelet need a tea in dis b-tch
all dis ice boutta skii in dis b-tch
stunt on yo hoe cause we in dis b-tch
raise ya bottle up we is da sh-t
f-ck ya hoe den leave da b-tch
hit & run boy i plead do fifth
ice on me boy i keep dat drip
ice on me boy you seen her slip
4 5 extend clip
in case ya wanna trip
cause ya know i had to stunt on ya b-tch
ya son of a b-tch
stunt on a b-tch
the light the sun in my wrist
balenciaga road runners
spent sumn’ on my kicks
you son of a b-tch
you know that i’m rich
vvs up on a diamonds
got me in da mix
got me in ya b-tch
try me bout it n-gga you will get kilt
all about it n-gga dis how i live
brought dem bags in vacuum seal
godd-mn ya son of a b-tch
you know that i’m rich
vvs up on a diamonds
got me in da mix
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