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to the burner
Then its bow to the head and the sternum
You don’t believe me well that’s ok
Looks deceive just ask OJ
You look at me and gasp Oh J
I can’t believe

OJ after that they lost Boonie (they lost Boonie)
The hood done broke my heart, it fell apart, this shit flukey, mh (this shit flukey)
We in war some

But as long as I'm blonde
I'm still in the club

Blonde boys rule the world
Blonde boys get the girls
Blonde boys call the shots

Ya know OJ was uhh,

then i don't dip until the folgers kicked in,
vodka and oj got me slumped like nicole simpson,
a lotta boldness in they posts but i see no mentions,
god

a 5 stop being so funny 
Eddy got me feeling, ah, like im on morphine 
Take the cotton out my mouth I am so thirsty 

Need a Fresh squeezed, OJ up outta

and end the day on
Lennon hunts for beachfronts to lit blunts
Now all agreed we're sippin OJ with the Dom P
Bounce and bring it like it
Counts to be

lunch pbnj
When all I drank was only oj

Now I'm making mixtapes
Now I'm in your bitch face
Now They selling dope
To every kid in the 6th grade

Moving

On your duck down, getting buck wild, dear, chill,
Off of Bellwoods and Four Winds,
Hazy OJ and I'm feeling it more, kid,
I ain't wrap it up but I'm killin'

kibel spuszczasz skoro świt
To jest strach A ten Bermudy
Oj nieładnie bracie wstyd

Nie zrobiliśmy skandalu
Rzec to trzeba nie bez żalu
Jest wśród nas

Alexys

Freddie Gibbs

You Only Live 2wice

2017

Ving Rhames guns, butter niggas got margarine
Pussy niggas can't play they part we dearly departed them
Crip like OJ Simpson you Bart, Homer, and Marge

studio oj było pite
Było w pytę ogień był z zapalniczek
Pomysł nagrywkę gonił Jaca zrobił płytę
Dwa tysiące sześć „Pieśń Wajdeloty"
Kupiłem od razu dwie

to thank god
I’m running through them trenches had to find my own way
I swear to god I had that juice like I’m OJ
Skip through the block I was calling shots

byxor.
På fötterna har han stora gröna stövlar.] 

Viola:
Kommer, kommer ej. Ah dada, dada, dada, dadej.
Kommer, kommer ej. Ah dada... 

Oj, he... 

[Viola

på mig bara!
Min son ska inte behöva gå samma väg som jag
och sluta som taskig generaldirektör med futtiga 500 000 om året? 

Gun-Britt:
Oj då...

jag och tar ner min skylt
Nej, jag sticker till närmsta krog
Oj, jag hann inte, jag dog 

Drottningen:
Å denna egofixerade gris
jag måste också få dö på

till.] 

Hjärnan:
Oj, nu ringde det på dörren. Nu kommer Berit, det är hans fru.
De bor inte ihop.
Nejdå, de har var sin lägenhet för att inte utplåna

Problem Wit Dat

Slim Thug

Problem Wit Dat

2007

cause my money too long
Go to trial beat the case, cause my money too strong
OJ Simpson, you don't want it with me pimping
I'll stop pop the clip in,

do drugs or ice skate
Oh what's that?
Your dad doesn't approve?
Goldielocks, you're so hot
Sometimes you wanna make me be a thot
Remind me of OJ

they won't doe.
Bitch, I'm an outlaw,
Lames gone get left
I ain't talking bout southpaw.
OJ white Bronco,
law I say fuck em
Had to switch it up to Regal

x 2]

[O.C.]
I spark light with the pen, drink O.J. with gin
Rock Tims with my laces untied
Cruise in the city on seventeen inches; ride past

to send a special shoutout
To my homeboy, O.J Simpson
Keep up the good work, baby
Two less we gotta worry about, you understand
Keep up the good work

chase
Keep my gear laced - do I walk
Around without papes? No way pal
Word up - my money longer than the OJ trial

Harlem world keep holdin it downnnnn

golden caps project to astral plane again
Sip some OJ project to astral plane again
I'm doing drugs on my time it's my life
Keep your eyes in the dugout

and ice that's me
Nah I'll have a gin and OJ quick
I'll be gone but won't be sick
Look I won't be slumped
You ain't a hard man your just a mug
You ain't bad