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concrete the body - og boo dirty lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
ah
aw
yeah i’m og
[verse]
i keep bags for the low
but i move bricks on the side
microwave bigger blender
watch it lock let it dry
used to ice out my breitling
now i rock this audemar dry
catch me drivin’ the latest
with your b**** she can’t hide
i shoot my chopper at her ankles guaranteed i won’t miss
that’s on my life that’s on my soul
won’t catch me arguin’ bout no b****
you see that n*gga you followin’
i used to treat him like a b****
i used to pull in this hood and hang out the window with that stick
[chorus]
you know i’m concrete the body
you know what that mean i’m solid
i’m in the club by myself with that jimmy butler in my pocket
[verse]
see i’m in love with my b****
but f****** these h*** is a hobby
6500 for this set i got on i had to pop it
have you ever been down to your last and need all of your profit
i work that fork and clothes hanger until my wrist out of socket
would you serve your homeboy mama
s*** i don’t know i’ll probably
s*** i might serve my own mama for that nacho and broccoli
i was rockin’ cuban before the cuban plug
and me and my brothers had real cash before we ever had a plug
n*gga i made the news before i had a buzz
been broad day with choppers
been tearin’ down clubs
and if i hit your b**** dm you know she went for a n*gga
and no matter what she told you i stuck d*ck in her n*gga
i come through shinin’
you need glasses like the eclipse hit a n*gga
keep a full clip for a n*gga
hop out undress me a n*gga
get off on k!llin one of you n*ggas
i gotta fetish
i’ll take a n*gga down down baby just like i’m nelly
got sk!lls with this mask on you can call me jim carrey
and all my charges aggravated
i ain’t never had a domestic
(like y’all n*ggas get the message mane
i ain’t the one to play with mane
you know what i mean
n*gga play with me it’s gon’ be church on sunday
i’m talkin vacation bible school
somebody got to pray for your a**
somebody got to pray over your a**)
[chorus]
you know i’m concrete the body
i’m in the club by myself with that jimmy butler in my pocket

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