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we found love - dd osama lyrics

[verse 1: ice spice]
i’m bout to gas him i’m popin a titty
he lovin the way it get sticky
he a gangsta i let em get in me
i feel like the baddest lil b*tch in
my city you not a barbie
it’s givin dirty
i f*ck her up then i get it st*rdy
grrah*grrah
i don’t need luck if i’m poppin this perky

[verse 2: dd osama]
lil ddot gon turn on his beam
don’t forget that i’m still droppin doa
catch a flocka on me he not safe
and these n*ggas keep talkin on notti
spin the sev i’ma catch me a homi
call up dueylo like “yo what’s the word?”
we got the drop let’s spin through the
third catch me a nine i’ma blow that [?]
he gon die by the poke
grrah 40s n 9s that sh*t hit a mil
don’t forget about dead opps n*gga
dougie he ran, catch a leg shot
spin through the bronx tryna make me
new dead opp
like still tappin my neck that fat n*gga died
and rah got put right to bed
two dead n*ggas but one from the sev
[verse 3:ice spice]
these b*tches ain’t from where i’m from
i’m from the x beat a b*tch like it’s fun
d*mn i’m so pretty and young
they say i’m next like “ice spice you really the one”
she mad cause i’m taking her spot
b*tches be needin n*ggas to get hat like
b*tch i’m bad i’m used to the starlight
don’t you compare me to b*tches i’m not like
(grrah i got issues) think i’m a b*tch?
come see what this b*tch do
hop out the v and i promise i’ll blitz
if you not my n*gga then why would
i kiss you (you crazy, you stupid?)
give you my heart then you better not
lose it f*ck on ya bro like this sh*t
amusing grrah

[verse 4:dd osama]
jayripk saw the car he should’ve fled
grrah grrah i’m back on my bullsh*t
catch a opp empty out the full clip
n*ggas be chattin they don’t ever do sh*t
r*roll a dead opp in this new spliff
n*gga, nazzy, yeah he shootin
mixed the rippy wit the jb
why the f*ck these n*ggas got me lazy?
tg chattin, got scared what we do?
stop talkin on notti you fool
5th to the sev sh*t really look cool
hope i see em when i bend through
yellin “notti gang” when i’m in the booth
catch a six swept em wit a broom
grrah
[verse 5:ice spice & dd osama]
say you love me then show that
old friends watchin sendin me throwbacks
soon as i make it they know i can’t go back
i got feelings but i never show em
i don’t talk about it i just smoke em
goin through sh*t i don’t think, i just got em
soon as i go in the booth i’ma go em grrah grrah
catch a six swept em wit a broom b*tch
all these n*ggas mad cause i’m up
like f*ck it it’s up and it’s stuck
youssef a b*tch he got shot in the back
totin on .30 why the f*ck would i lack?
mr. leave*a*n*gga*on*his*back
throw shots, pass off, get low from the scene
like ddot gon turn on his beam

[bridge:dd osama]
get rich and that’s word to my mother
grrah

[verse 6:ice spice]
i’ma get rich and that’s word to my mother

- dd osama lyrics

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