depressed ocean - black kray lyrics
[intro]
wha, ahh, uhh
yeah, finna god-mnn uh, hunned on this b-tch
uh, f-ck, uh mof-ckers dirty
alright, know what i’m sayin’ all i dig
you already know, hunned
word, mmmmm, yeah
[chorus]
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my gosh (sh-t)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god (god)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god (ahh)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god (woah)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god (wet)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god (god)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god
[verse]
oh, oh, oh catch me ridin’ with yo hoe (yo hoe)
oh, oh, oh dirty golds look like rose
oh, oh, oh catch me hoppin’ out two doors (huh)
2pac st–z with that diamond on my nose (twerk)
all white c-ke 1’s swerve like my b-tch (d-mn)
oh, oh, oh looking like a walking lick
gold mouth daddy with them diamonds on my d-ck (my d-ck)
oh, oh, oh gold teeth look like p-ss
ridin’ round the town work hunned stackz blowing thraxx
blade in my b-tch god-mn i’m in na, sa
twenty cellphones and a pager persian twerk god (st–z)
k!lling all you n-gg-s ’cause the st–z got me murked up
[chorus]
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my god (woah)
[verse 2: hunned mill]
b-tch on the molly ’bout to burp prolly all in the cut, with yo hoe
rolling up weed y’all still talking ’bout that loud, whenever y’all smoke
goth money sh-t raw as a b-tch we ain’t got no condoms, in this hoe
art witch clique from the east side we hit the sh-t and we are go
off of the sh-ts, know i brought it back this flexico goth money sh-t swole
my boys we come from the st–z coast
ridin’ round letting that weed blow
mike jackson like t-lo
jugged and ball like freeflow
hannah montana like migo sh-t, coolin’ with my vatos
you ain’t even know how the lane go, so don’t even try to fit in hoe
no new friends like drake bro, can’t copy this at kinkos
’cause it’s too f-cking wet need a poncho
better yet go get your raincoat
matter fact this too wet hoe
d-mn this just too wet bro
[outro]
uh, finna god-mn
that dirty boys sh-t, know what i’m sayin’
got the air force 1’s sh-t, god-mn cousin still got the durag on
yeah, you know, you know what i’m saying
ehhh, go
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