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notti osama x mel guap blast - notti osama x mel guap lyrics

[intro: justin bieber, notti osama & dd osama]
my mama don’t like you and she likes everyone
grrah, grrah, every opp shot, n*gga
and i never like to admit that i was wrong
suck my d*ck, it’s that notti n*gga, man, gang
and i’ve been so caught up in my job (n*ggas know the vibes, man), didn’t see what’s going on
grrah, grrah boom
n*ggas know the vibes, man, grrah*grrah
but now i know, i’m better sleeping on my own
’cause if you like the way you look that much (elvis)
suck my d*ck n*gga, dd with me
oh baby, you should go and love yourself
every opp shot, n*ggas know the vibes, grrah*grrah, boom
and if you think that i’m still holdin’ on to somethin’
every opp shot, n*gga, oy here, f*ck outta here
you should go and love yourself
(ayo silent, you the realist)

[chorus: notti osama]
double o wit’ me, he quick to attack
in the v, two o’s, don’t lack
bеnd through the nick tryna catch me a makk
like chasе down gang, put the beam to his hat
dd gon’ flock ’til he fall on his back
brother for my brother for him let it blast
he tried to run and got shot in his hat
lil’ b*tch, like go get back
gun on my hip, sh*t ready to clap
when we spin, leave him dead where he at
[verse 1: notti osama & mel guap]
see me a gunna, turn him to a pack
like notti my brother, go fifty for fifty
see a flocka, on bro it get litty
you scream oy, she poppin a*(oy)
she a ? so she can get with me
i can’t see my opps if i dont got my senchi
’cause theses p*ssy n*ggas tryin to get*
like, b*tch i’m the o and i’m clutchin’ my senchi
they like “notti, you on hots?”
i catch a flocka, make sure he drop
b*tch, i’mma demon clutchin’ on this knock
they like “notti be buggin’, tryna tell ‘em stop” but i’m takin the trip like, and i’m takin that risk, he tried to run, on bro he get hit (grrah, grrah*grrah)

[verse 2: mel guap & notti osama]
we some ‘ooters, we bugging’ and dumpin on sh*t (grrah)
see a gz, let’s squeeze, he get took off the list (grrah*grrah, boom)
how you drop my sh*t, k? you ain’t never do sh*t
can’t forget about rah, he got left in the whip (rah rah)
and these b*tches they stay in the mix?
and that’s why i don’t clutch [?]
got a knock that stay on my hip
tell a bunny that [?] trip
ygz get ‘em gone
n*ggas see who really put on
thotties be bugging, geekin on my song
lil notti up and getting em gone
like a beat left at the back
i know opps that see, made ’em run like its track
[?]
[chorus: notti osama]
double o wit’ me, he quick to attack
in the v, two o’s, don’t lack
bend through the nick tryna catch me a makk
like chase down gang, put the beam to his hat
dd gon’ flock ’til he fall on his back
brother for my brother for him let it blast
he tried to run and got shot in his ass
lil’ b*tch, like go get back
gun on my hip, should ready to clap
when we spin, leave him dead where he at

[outro: notti osama]
see me a gunna, turn him to a pack
like rah be my brother, go fifty for fifty
see a flocka, on bro it get litty
you scream oy, she poppin a titty
she a*so she can get with me
i can’t see my opps if i dont got my senchi

- notti osama x mel guap lyrics

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