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oso foggamatic (freestyle) - andy tyler lyrics

[intro]

ladies and gentlement
this is, the best rapper alive
forerunners baby!
clean, bling (wooo)
yeah
(uptown style)
fore, fore, fore, fore, fore
fore, fore, fore, fore, fore, fore (we got it goin’ on)
forerun’, fore*runners (for all my player n*ggas, for all my ladies gettin jiggy)
runners, runners, runners, runners, runners
forerunners
fore, fore, fore, fore, forerunners
ugh ugh (them boys are hard)
the hizzo
izzay

[verse1]

boom boom
rave to the chune
i’m sick, my style in full bloom
bombsh*lls croon
‘make pum pum spume
then get goin’
cold like winnipeg
chick from trinidad
b*tt naked in my bed
down right chilly, they love, they stan
oso cold like iceberg slim
team on my back
gotta make their wrists turn platnum
fashion? i’m breezin through that
my looks never slip through the cracks
im a d*mn sensation
and this sh*t’ll make your epidermis turn blue
yeah, that boy right here is that cool
and he’s here to stay
way too cold that my body’s forming ice fogs
im foggy like when the lake’s frozen
foggin with all those fresh clothes
im surroundin by a thick smoke
and, b*tches be sweatin me
they be harassin me
they want an orgy
been told ya this d*ck ain’t free
this great face makes hearts pace
they winding back the tapes
they feel my sense of taste
you still on kaws and bapes
of stylin; im a symbol
two sparklers on both of my earlobs
in the wardrob i got the crack
what im dressed in the d*mn coke
custom made fits
the get*up straight drips
i mean, come on now
dont front now
whos the foggiest up in the conpound?
in paris they love the boy
manchester they love boy
they compliment my hair, my clothes
i steady keep them p*ssy moist, aye
in prada’s last collection
i align a lign of vixens
i got the livest section
fr’s upnext up, sport
and this is not no minor flexin
its ballin at its finest state
hushankas and russian clothes
so fresh im freezin ears and toes
i be on my style and k!ll sh*t
flow stays cold like kwame browns benches
yohji on the shoes thats rare sh*t
while you stay in hypebeast f*ck sh*t
woo, this sh*t puttin knots in your stomach
dont bring your bummy ass round me
my sh*t is definitely certy
dawg, this style got a crazy range
im throroughly glam
only rock emerging brands
outta sp*ce: christopher kane
farzaneh straight from iran
flex so much your heart can’t take it
*rs*d and hating
bow ‘for greatness
thats me on a day to day
basis, be that as it may

[hook]

im bound to flex
the style, ‘bless
owwww
fresh
best*dressed
de gyal dem pree
get luv fi mi
always laced in finery
oso foggamatic
im like a blizzard when i burst on the scene
im bound to flex
the style, ‘bless
owwww
fresh
best*dressesed
its ridiculous

[outro]

i’m stylin
on my denis rodman
frh upnext, we the livest
prada’ed up
cold as f*ck
look me up
aye, aye
nonone can fade him
thats the gotd*mn icin on the cake

- andy tyler lyrics

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