Lyrics:
idyllic
You ain't seeing in, it's 25 tinted
24 karat Johnny Dang fillings
I don't count dollars, nah I count digits
8, 9, 10, I'm tryna count billions
256
an icon wearing slippers made of pythons
Get mine quicker 'cause I'm slick as a pipeline
Transporting the oil, tribulation and toil
Hit the operation,
Oil Beatz oil Beatz
Naah kurwa, to jest swag
A nie kurwa, jak ty się ubierzesz w
Jakieś ciuchy dla skejtów
Kurwa, jakąś bluze z przecenu se kupisz
pressing up, unuh hear it
Tu nu nup, tu nu nup
Skull jus get bududup
Alright 24/7 man chapping up ih line an mi doh give a fuck if issa crime
9-5, 5-9 cudn
and toil
Light that wood and burn that oil
Wakes me up in the middle of the night
Ten thousand tons makes an awful cry
When i think i'm gonna lose my
One-two-three-four, to five-six-seven
eight, nine-ten, then ya got eleven
Twelve, thirteen, start your age;
fourteen-fifteen-sixteen, the pubic stage
and leave ya with the lies
[manly musa of zu ninjaz]
Yo, my fam's royal, hot like rotten camels in the desert
Drinkin rum, by these naked bitches rubbin me
In the Dodge City yards of the Sante Fe
Stood a freight made up for the east
And the engineer with his oil and waste
Was groomin' the great iron
In the Dodge City yards of the Sante Fe
Stood a freight made up for the east
And the engineer with his oil and waste
Was groomin' the great iron
change
First pressed virgin oil from the Greek Border
Spit the shit that have me laid up with the sheik's daughter
Three quarter on the Bally jacket
[Chorus]
Now and forever (x4)
[Verse 1]
I need a woman that's sexy
Straight up and erotic
I gotta have her
Yes a beautiful sex goddess
The kind
up and comes to a stop
Like man what a funny thought the both of them 10 feet apart
It made me think back to a song by Kendrick Lamar
Called how much
40 to go and go get it (pop it, pop it, pop it)
They diggin' that shit, how I'm livin' and shit
I've been gettin' money like I'm oil affiliated
You
6 litre whips 7 figure pots 8 with the gang 9 millis bang 10 litre crops Mac 11
pops 12 in the jury 5 in the dock 6 litre whips 7 figure pots 8 with
soul born the year of the GOAT, 91, I inject fear
2/26 I Kuwait to pull the troops, setting fire to your oil fields
31 years, 31 seasons, 31 like Reggie
line, I
Was twerkin from chickens to dimes
Nigga WAAA!
Nines with long necks to protect our shine
Lotta cheese and good trees
To connect our minds
Since
grenades you better be
Ready, not iced out and petty
Neckful couldn't match one oil drop from Getty
That's ran by the icon who just left Exxon
And spilled
looking on the bright side hay
Be with the right guys (Oyaloo)
We the voice in the streets
We the light light
Tsiey
Kro ah kasa by heart sorr
Ɔyɛ normal e
Needlessly bleeding resources all dry
Turn a blind eye if it means a pay rise
"Oh what a shame it would be I would die"
If Number 10 Downing Street burned
Do me and get away
I got a glimpse of your license plate
N-W-A."
[Chorus: x2]
She was Chubby and
Ready to Rock
Naughty By Nature and
Part
close our eyes
And the oil on the water matches the rainbow
In the sky [Repeat: x4]
hit
Can't even be a side, side bitch
I'm hittin' 9, 10's and you ain't even looking like you a 5
Roll bitches trying to do it for Twitter
When they
person you would pass it to can't
Gеt a lob up out me
Hardbodied, ten toеs, bitch
I'm solid to the grave
I fucked up the trust with my
Girl but promised
Ameritrade
Nigga I'm havin' sauce, havin' marinade
I was spilling oil in my lemonade
I'm too thankful I ain't meet an early grave
Nigga havin' M's I might
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