Lyrics:
wider than da ocean
Hold up
Wats up
They say dez hoes made cuz ima cum up
Dez hoes mad trash they ain’t on nun
Look back make it clap for da show boy
do this by myself see
No way you can fix me
In one year I be thirty
Dirty looks from the family
Or is it me
Stuck in my head?
Or is it me
Saying these
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
the crib right by the ocean
All the sauce I'm dripping killing call it poison
I don't ever pass the ball cause when I shoot it goes in
Man my circle
A bit rude with finesse but I'm really fun
You see, you came to me with the index (Yeah)
Imagine i'm using more than one, you see
(Yeah)
Drip to the drop
suck dick, but expect for me to eat her?
That ho crazy, man, you don't wanna meet her
But her homegirl, Nita, swallow cum by the liter
She look good
pain
I see you and we one in the same
That's why I'm running away
He got me feeling a way
He got me a feeling a way
Basquiat, Tupac
Who am I in a crisis
waan see you a cum
Baby, you have your man that's the least
We can still be friends
Baby, we can squeeze each other
Every now and then baby, you have
the commerce is
She don’t want a man, just a sponsorship
See she love me on Monday
And fucked me on Tuesday
And left me by Sunday
Saying I just don’t think you
Yea they acting super fake just to get by
Look up close you see Bally in the sky
Yea my heart been changed ever since my mans died
Yea I kept it too
See I'm a single black male, dark hair, dark eyes
Long walks through a park and a lot of them lives
I'm a little bit shaded by a lot of what I see
So
Man I met this chick so fine
So bad She made me sick some time
I just had to fuck this bitch one time
I met her in the galleria shopping, buying
no craze
Cause I know you've known my man's since 3rd grade, I stayed
Pure through his whores and tore's, overseas
You and me, too long
Look
Man I wanna take her out
But how would her head look on a stick
Yah yah psychopathic, got me a sick amygdala
But did you see Bundy's business card
It
Hey, I want to see you dance like them girls in that Tip Drill video
Hey, let me see you get loose
Get loose, get loose, get loose
Hey, shawty,
sauce (c1)
You're the furthest from his mind
You're a thot
Bitch bye
Stop
You're embarrassing
Don't know your name but you look like a Carolyn
You're
I've got to leave, All them times
I, Made you cum!, When I see you
I'll duck, And run, Feeling, Shameful
How I got done, Blinded
Like eyes locked,
bitch, I'm in (Puglia)
Your mans rockin' Fashion Nova, man, that's rude to ya
Look what a Uniqlo shirt could do to ya
5k for your suit but it's ain't
that your bitch be mine
She see me by the bar
She watch me blow stacks
Her man ain't a hustler, man he can't do that
He got a 9 to 5, he used to pump
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
now I'm ridin' neon
Our cars look like crayon, hoes know I'm the man though (yeah)
I can shoulder lean, I don't know how to dance though
Let me see
now I'm ridin' neon
Our cars look like crayon, hoes know I'm the man though (yeah)
I can shoulder lean, I don't know how to dance though
Let me see
You know what the fuck going on man
Ya, Lil Sarge in this bitch
Whoa, ya, mhmm
Ayo, hmm
Rokit I see you
She be pressed up on my body said she like my
of the fall, so I don't look down
Fuck you
Every single motherfucking one of you
I can't even see you, because I don't look down
(Don't look down)
(Don't
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