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‎osamason – tsa كلمات اغاني

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[intro: thr33]
hide it better with the dark, hide it better with the light
i ain’t runnin’ from a n_gga, b_tch, you know i’m gon’ fight
baby got good coochie, man, that motherf_cker tight
lil’ b_tch freaky as f_ck, i ain’t know she gon’ bite
i could see a opp, he tryna run out my sights
and she give me that suck_suck, give me that top
had to come through the hall, clean up like a mop
me and osama, n_gga, we ain’t never gon’ flop
if you tryna run up ‘fore a n_gga get popped
if you tryna run up ‘fore a n_gga get blast
freak b_tch suck me up, finna nut on her chest
shoutout my n_gga [?], that’s my blatt
and my pipe get big, man, that sh_t fat
and i keep goin’ back, she got good cat
and he tryna run off, like don’t do that
(blatt, slatt)

[chorus: osamason]
on that speedway, do the whole dash and i’m noddin’ off
in a speedrace, thinkin’ [?] not at all
get shots to the face, you can’t survive sh_t comin’ out this ‘k
it’s a different day, but i still wake up to go get paid

[verse 1: osamason]
put that sh_t on, yuh
come ’round, you get sh_t on, yuh
she like my fit, yuh
think this ho want d_ck, yuh
i think i’m sick, yuh
got a cough, watch me drink two pints
don’t shoot no sig, yuh
big glock on me, boy, just check my pipe
up all night, yuh
geeked on that flight, yuh
can’t save no life, no
superhero, i can fight, yuh
in a two_door, right? nah
i don’t slide on no bike, hah
might catch that flight
and i’m with tsa for the fight
[verse 2: thr33]
big booty b_tch in la, sh_t, i might just take that flight
i told you don’t f_ck with that thot, n_gga, you know i was right
f_ck that sh_t, got that drac’, finna bust that sh_t
finna bust that sh_t, i’ma clutch my sh_t
you ain’t got no bread, n_gga, how that work?
fat big booty b_tch finna go ‘head and twerk
me and osama hit a l!ck on a white bus
n_gga said “i’ma slide”, n_gga, i’m on your street
talk crazy ’til a fake n_gga finna get beat
knock his ass right out, n_gga fell like a noodle
n_gga, i’m a real pitbull, these n_ggas poodles
rob you for yo’ sh_t, n_gga finna say “toodles”
[?] two times, n_gga fly like kite
i was stealin’ from the corner store, was ridin’ on a bike
hide it better with the dark, hide it better with the light
i ain’t runnin’ from a n_gga, b_tch, you know i’m gon’ fight
baby got good coochie, man, that motherf_cker tight
lil’ b_tch freaky as f_ck, i ain’t know she gon’ bite
i could see a opp, he tryna run out my sights
and she give me that suck_suck, give me that top
had to come through the hall, clean up like a mop
me and osama, n_gga, we ain’t never gon’ flop
if you tryna run up ‘fore a n_gga get popped
if you tryna run up ‘fore a n_gga get blast
freak b_tch suck me up, finna nut on her chest
shoutout my n_gga [?], that’s my blatt
and my pipe get big, man, that sh_t fat
and i keep goin’ back, she got good cat
and he tryna run off, like don’t do that
(blatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)

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