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omg - co cash & hitkidd lyrics

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[intro]
they like, “who the f*ck is that?”
yeah, yeah (hitkidd, what it do, man?)
yeah, get off

[chorus]
“omg, who is he?” ho say i’m a sight to see (who?)
want the sauce, pay the fee, you can’t get this style for free (nah)
get that sh*t on to the t, ain’t no n*gga stylin’ me (drip)
“where he shop? is it cheap?” can’t give up the recipe (where?)
never trust a h*o*e, b*tch can’t get the best of me (nope)
only thing she get is d, ho can’t get the rest of me (nah)
ain’t no us, ain’t no we, just keep that sh*t extra p (ho)
cut her off through a tеxt, make that ho read it and weep (bye)

[verse 1]
n*gga likе me, b*tch, i’m not for the weak (nah)
ask her could she be my friend for the week (come on)
wake up to head straight up out of my sleep (woo)
she suck on me without usin’ her t**th (ugh)
at it for hours, i know that she geeked (cash)
told her, “you might be the one that i keep” (mm)
baby, i’m high, smoked too much of weed (yeah)
that was a lie, i admit that i tweak (ha)
“who is this n*gga consistently drippin’?”
can’t get the sauce, get the f*ck out my kitchen (mm*mm)
yes, i had strippers, but i never tip ’em (nah)
she respect pimpin’, i talked to her, she listen (cash)
walk in the spot, i get all the attention (yeah)
these n*ggas broke and n0body can fix it (ayy)
rockin’ flare jeans like i’m born in the ’60s (woo)
stealin’ my style, but i never insisted (n*gga)
lookin’ too hard, gotta know that it’s risky
i keep a rod just for all of the tension (fah)
said he got money, but he never spends it
n*ggas be ‘flagin’ for all of these b*tches (how?)
i’m the one keepin’ these hoes in the frenzy
audemar with it, look like i just rinsed it (ice)
vvs rope on his neck like they lensed him
she love my chain, she keep beggin’ to kiss it (oh)
[chorus]
“omg, who is he?” ho say i’m a sight to see (who?)
want the sauce, pay the fee, you can’t get this style for free (nah)
get that sh*t on to the t, ain’t no n*gga stylin’ me (drip)
“where he shop? is it cheap?” can’t give up the recipe (where?)
never trust a h*o*e, b*tch can’t get the best of me (nope)
only thing she get is d, ho can’t get the rest of me (nah)
ain’t no us, ain’t no we, just keep that sh*t extra p (ho)
cut her off through a text, make that ho read it and weep (bye)

[verse 2]
ooh, that n*gga fly, who the f*ck is this guy? (who?)
ain’t n0body poppin’ sh*t better than i (mm*mm)
he know he can’t f*ck with me, why would he try? (why?)
sh*t really be weak, i just let ’em get by (weak)
take a b*tch down for the night, then i’m through with her (come on)
don’t want it if she let a n*gga like you hit it (no)
i’m the type don’t wanna do it if you did it (no)
yeah, that’s a coupe, but i fit more than two in it (yeah)
i got four bodies inside of scooter over (skrrt)
never the two, b*tch, i’m numeral uno (nah)
don’t wanna hang out, don’t care ’bout who you know (no)
we cannot kick it, i never knew you though (n*gga)
my lil’ b*tch trippin’, she say i’m too fancy (yeah)
bossin’ her life up, i’m uppin’ the standards (up)
shoppin’ in cities, they can’t understand it (come on)
posted at spank, kickin’ sh*t with the spenders (go)
[chorus]
“omg, who is he?” ho say i’m a sight to see (who?)
want the sauce, pay the fee, you can’t get this style for free (nah)
get that sh*t on to the t, ain’t no n*gga stylin’ me (drip)
“where he shop? is it cheap?” can’t give up the recipe (where?)
never trust a h*o*e, b*tch can’t get the best of me (nope)
only thing she get is d, ho can’t get the rest of me (nah)
ain’t no us, ain’t no we, just keep that sh*t extra p (ho)
cut her off through a text, make that ho read it and weep (bye)

[outro]
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)

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