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yn jay – oxy lyrics

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[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
oxy
oxy
oxy
oxy, oxy

[verse]
i just popped an oxycontin, i’m finna go to sleep
you gon’ pay for the p+ssy, she let me f+ck for free
i got fl!cked in the white bentley with the b+tter seats
they ain’t even know i had to—, yeah
i had to stuff the seats
boy, it’s p+ssy in your bloodline if you’re brother’s sweet
i make my bro—, ha+ha+ha+ha+ha
i make my brother beat up yours, i beat your brother weak
how the f+ck i wake up, but i’m still in a dream?
i can’t buy no wock from these n+ggas, they be cutting lean
d+mn, b+tch i know your p+ssy stink, you got rubber jeans
b+tch ass sliding down her pants, she got b+tter jeans
b+tch walked in with a big b+tch, looked like—, ah
b+tch walked in with a big b+tch, looked like b+tterbean
d+mn, i knew this b+tch ran track, she got runner jeans
n+gga, you don’t really rock amiri, them your brother’s jeans
i just caught my fiend having s+x with my other fiend
n+gga, you got traded to that squad, that’s your other team
i don’t let my b+tches meet my mama ’cause my mother mean
these ho’s don’t love me, they just really want me for some cheese
i make my robot beat your ass, call it bumblebee
b+tch ain’t know i had the gucci’s on, ain’t see the double g’s
b+tch, open up your eyes, you gotta look closely
i ain’t wanna be a rapper, i swear the sh+t chose me
n+gga tried to start some beef with me ’cause his b+tch chose me
if you never heard the coochie man, i bet your b+tch know me
in the club popping bottles, i bet your b+tch want me
threw some diamonds right above my hand, now my wrist frozen
b+tch, these ain’t no chuck taylors, these some rick owens
eighth of wock in the two+liter, it was so delicious
i can’t let no n+gga tell on me, got smoked for really
n+gga lost his life for that ho’, he got smoked for [?]
n+gga beefin’ with some ho’s, he got smoked with b+tches
what the f+ck? d+mn
what? aight, yeah
i be catching plays at popeyes, i don’t want no chicken
n+gga ain’t have p+ssy all year, he don’t want the b+tches
n+ggas thought he died for no reason, he got smoked for snitchin’



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