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billionaire black, king yella & fbg duck – ooouuu (remix) كلمات اغاني

[intro: billionaire black]
…what’s going on
yeah, i’m smokin’ a lil’ ‘woods, feelin’ a lil’ good
you understand, b_tch? (h_ll nah)
(on my baby, though, i don’t even do this type of sh_t)
yella, what up, bl__dy? (gang)
3, what up, bl__dy?
(mama, kasaun at it again)
let’s get it

[verse 1: billionaire black]
yeah, they talkin’ like a b_tch do (like a b_tch do)
subzero bars, billy got a sick flow (i got a sick flow, d_mn)
yeah, that’s your girl, that’s your b_tch, though (that’s your b_tch, though)
she sucked my d_ck and you give that girl a kiss, though (she eatin’ d_ck, though)
three grams, i’m smokin’ big dope (i’m smokin’ big dope, woo)
twelve hundred on this fit, though (we run it up)
could’ve put a rollie on my wrist, though (yeah)
got your goin’ up and down like a ‘6_4 (‘6_4, yeah)
who is dude? never heard of you (dumbass)
draco turn his car ‘to a convertible (grrlaow)
i hang with real k!llers that’ll murder you (gang)
toe tag, body bag, closed curtain dudе (gang, gang, gang_gang)
bars off the head, n_gga, ayy (off the hеad, n_gga)
disrespect the gang, you a dead n_gga (he a dead man)
we’ll fill you up with lead, n_gga (that’s that lead, man)
nina ross spit, watch that bullet hit his dreads, n_gga (i hit his dreads, d_mn, woo)
real k!llers in my circle (in my circle)
off that molly, i be geeked up like urkel (like urkel)
pull up on him, dirty 30, have him murk you (glaow, glaow)
look, thirty hangin’ out no curfew, uh (no, no, woah)
and your b_tch steady callin’ me, uh (why she callin’ me?)
said why your b_tch steady stalkin’ me? (that lil’ b_tch stalkin’ me)
b_tch know i’m ballin’ (billy ballin’)
and what i call her? (what?) i call her awesome jawsome
[interlude 1: billionaire black & king yella]
ooouuu
on my baby, though
that b_tch suck d_ck like she ain’t got no throat, on foe ‘nem grave
billy, why you do that?
ooh, she a fool with that head, hehe
ooh, lil’ nasty b_tch

[verse 2: king yella]
i’m gettin’ money, so they hate, though (b_tch, i hate, though)
n_ggas cuffin’, need a cape, though (ooh)
i’m in traffic with the choppers and they draco (brrt)
steel’ll wet a n_gga up like maco (ooh)
diamonds dancin’ like white crystals (brr)
leave you p_ssies bleedin’ like menstruals (d_mn)
i had to go and k!ll an instrumental (huh?)
saucin’ in this b_tch, she got potential (ooh)
hundred_shot, up that b_tch, and knock your sh_t through (brrat, brrat, brrat)
f_ck a record deal ’cause rappers really g_y, n_gga (y’all be shakin’ boots)
still sellin’ eight_b_lls on the trey, n_gga (ada block, n_gga)
and i don’t f_ck around with you snake n_ggas (at all)
maserati with the rakes, got my cake up (bands up)
twenty thousand for this rollie, no jacob (ooh)
fifth of rémy got me feelin’ like the weight up (huh? huh?)
the way she put that ass in the air, got my snake up
[interlude 2: king yella & fbg duck]
ooouuu
[?]
i don’t want you
ayy, n_gga, i wasn’t done ’cause
ooouuu
turn up (turn up), turn up (turn up, turn up)
gang_gang

[verse 3: fbg duck]
ayy, yo, billy, why they playin’ with me? (playin’ with me)
like they don’t know i keep the f&n with me (glaow)
like i don’t got three k!llers in this van with me (woo)
drum start goin’ off, you’ll think i got a band with me (brrt, ‘rrah)
ayy, yo, lil moe, where the dope smoke? (where the dope?)
ayy, yella, pass me my pole, bro (my pole, bro)
’cause n_ggas talkin’ all this goofy sh_t (goofy)
when i really know they don’t want no smoke (no smoke)
b_tch ask me is this sh_t i rap real? (is i rap real?)
i ask her, “is that sh_t up in your scalp real?” (b_tch)
n_ggas tweakin’, he gon’ get his cap peeled (bah)
why he tweakin’ when i know how her mouth feel (sh_t)
n_ggas stay tweakin’ over other b_tches, uh_uh (over other b_tches)
when me and my bros already f_cked them b_tches, uh (we done f_cked them b_tches)
i don’t even know how y’all really trust them b_tches, uh (goofy)
y’all n_ggas steady tryna cuff bussin’ b_tches (stupid)
i call my shooter, then he comin’ in a hurry (he thirsty)
i ain’t never seen my shooter so thirsty (so thirsty)
i could see it in his eyes he ain’t worried (never)
he was happy first time he put his hands on a thirty (brrt, ‘rrah)
63rd, yeah, i came from that block (st. lawrence)
h_ll nah, it ain’t no game on that block (st. lawrence)
you will get your ass changed on that block (st. lawrence)
n_ggas b_tches, so don’t really never came on that block (money)
[outro: fbg duck]
ooouuu, ooouuu (gang_gang)
like, how you n_ggas be in the streets if you never been to the zoo?
hahaha
ooouuu

- billionaire black king yella fbg duck

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