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o.c. - piles كلمات أغنية

chorus
got piles and piles of bread (ooohhh)
i don’t really wanna count it now
whippin just had a run in with the feds
i’m not feeling counting it now
poppin’ and poppin’ the meds, moving so slow
take a few more and i’m down and out
i got the boys and they ready to shoot (ooohhh)
they runnin and gunnin now

verse 1
this ain’t no sad beat
i’m runnin till it look like a track meet (ooohhh)
shooters in the cut and they back me
mansion full of biddies like gatsby
dirty i’m the cup like zaxbys
hittin home runs like jackie
always with the stick not lacking
munchin on the beat i’m snacking (oohhh)

verse 2
dripping don’t come for free
always with a b_tch she f_ck with me
living comfortably, henny and the tree, it’s up to me
sipping bubbly, always with the stick it’s stuck to me
drip don’t come for free, i take your hoe so easily
this sh_t still got sauce with it
walkin round slime still boss with it
dripping don’t play no games, i cop that sh_t don’t care the cost of it
after i cop i’m flauntin it
in your head i’m haunting it
shooters in both sides ready to go now
watch it don’t get caught in it

outro
got piles and piles of bread (ooohhh)
i don’t really wanna count it now
whippin just had a run in with the feds
i’m not feeling counting it now
poppin’ and poppin’ the meds, moving so slow
take a few more and i’m down and out
i got the boys and they ready to shoot (ooohhh)
they runnin and gunnin now

- o c

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