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oh well - blue pesos lyrics

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[intro]
(jose the great)

[verse 1]
sh*t, we pourin’ good mud under the sunset
she heard p pullin’ up, know her tongue wet
he ain’t prepared for this life, he might jump ship
in the coupe with a fully auto compact
new money keep stickin’, make it hard to count
diamonds keep drippin’ like i came up out the water fountain
b*tch, shake that fatty, go ahead, don’t be a wallflower
knock*knock, n0body home, we took the stove out

[chorus]
bust down, i told rami, “make it shine, roll bounce”
he got chipped, he got flipped, that’s unfortunate, oh well
i ain’t sh*t, i took her dough and got ghost, “p, go to h*ll”
i just went out for another strap, bae post my bail

[verse 2]
n*ggas bums, you ain’t seen a hundred k in your account
he on the ‘gram postin’ scams ’cause his pockets in a drought
they got a show, b*tch, let’s go, sh*t, we might get our chance
is it gon’ pay me or play me? i don’t know, i’m just sayin’
i be too high, i don’t even know what i be sayin’
you takin’ fl!cks in gucci kicks, but i could see they out of season
they say we just rappers, but i’ll show up with the demons
bad b*tches, big foreigns, every day feel like the weekend
might get sticky, keep a stick, it get freaky
she with the team, she like, “f*ck, i must be dreamin'”
you ain’t been where i’ve been, you don’t feel me
i don’t be loafin’, i know n*ggas wanna k!ll me
peel off in the coupe, get to sprayin’ out the window
got my peter hangin’ out, they like, “f*ck, you’re a sicko”
biggest marque in the jungle, this chop’ll probably flip a hippo
.223s, i got an awful lot of big dogs
[chorus]
bust down, i told rami, “make it shine, roll bounce”
he got chipped, he got flipped, that’s unfortunate, oh well
i ain’t sh*t, i took her dough and got ghost, “p, go to h*ll”
i just went out for another strap, bae post my bail (sh*t)
bust down, i told rami, “make it shine, roll bounce” (sh*t)
i just went out for another strap, bae post my bail

[verse 3]
stick and move by myself, who these n*ggas? they might tell
tell rami, “merry christmas”, i might chip one of these elves
i see crash then it’s pedal to the metal
heavensent flow, but i keep dancin’ with the devil
you talkin’ business, n*gga, shut up for a second
in two blunts, we done rolled the whole seventh
every day more and more, i can see these n*ggas envy
i’ll get a n*gga touched with a phone call
b*tch, it’s roll call
i put diamonds in my chain, made it roll bounce
when we step out, it’s a blizzard like the snow out
you just a b*tch, you ain’t thought she give that lo’ up
it’s unfortunate, [?] your coordinates
we’ll hang him from a tree like an ornament
ain’t pay that debt, n*gga, we gon’ need an arm and leg
sleazy thoughts in the coupe, i’m off morton grove
show me money, not ass, that don’t turn me on
my very first slip and fall, it was early mornin’
ain’t nere n*gga, nere b*tch that can shut me up
i’m just a rapper, you could chill with that tough sh*t, n*gga
sh*t
[chorus]
bust down, i told rami, “make it shine, roll bounce”
i just went out for another strap, bae post my bail

[outro]
n*gga
yeah
n*ggas know
long live drakeo
pull off in the coupe, get to sprayin’ out the window
.223s, i got an awful lot of big dogs

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