secret service - ohgeesy lyrics
[intro]
my nig*my n*gga menace on the beat, ayy, ayy, ayy
ron*ron, yeah, hey, hey, hey
gang, gang, gang, gang
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ron*ron do that sh*t
[chorus]
secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
twenty escalades like obama in this b*tch
private residential, got a million dollar crib
it’s money over everything, n*gga f*ck a b*tch
secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
twenty escalades like obama in this b*tch
private residential, got a million dollar crib
it’s money over everything, n*gga f*ck a b*tch
[verse 1]
it’s money over b*tches, but you knew that?
i done jaked the hunnid bands, and i blew that
told your b*tch “i want some p*ssy”, and she do that
twenty bands ‘n kick it in the section, it’s a coupé
i want it all blue chips, like some cool ranch
i throw my money in the air, do a cool dance
evisu hanging off my ass, these some cool pants
off the percs, i meditate like a buddhist
i got a older bi’, she say i’m the cutest
n*gga switch like a b*tch, like they judas
still rock true religion, i’m the truest
i wish my lawyer happy hanukkah, he jewish
[chorus]
secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
twenty escalades like obama in this b*tch
private residential, got a million dollar crib
it’s money over everything, n*gga f*ck a b*tch
secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
twenty escalades like obama in this b*tch
private residential, got a million dollar crib
it’s money over everything, n*gga f*ck a b*tch
[verse 2]
lil n*gga that’s a trap phone
i’m like a dyk* in this club with the strap on
i can spit it at your b*tch, get my mac on
karate kid i talk a brick, n*gga wax on
chopstick not the type you eat the food with
i got the d*ck for you and every b*tch you cool with
b*tches act so ashanti, foolish
so i f*ck ’em one time, then i’m through with ’em
n*gga f*ck one time, i ain’t cool with ’em
my n*gga don’t do construction keep a tool with ’em
he goin’ stoopid ay, i’mma act a fool with ’em
before we set a n*gga up, we act cool with ’em
[chorus]
secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
twenty escalades like obama in this b*tch
private residential, got a million dollar crib
it’s money over everything, n*gga f*ck a b*tch
secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
twenty escalades like obama in this b*tch
private residential, got a million dollar crib
it’s money over everything, n*gga f*ck a b*tch
[verse 3]
third verse, now i don’t usually do this
i got a question baby, would you let the crew hit?
you like married to your n*gga try some new d*ck
sell heroin to a junkie tell ’em shoot it
we at the club for the b*tches, start recruiting
that n*gga bunt me, we goin’ get to shootin’
we at the club for the b*tches, start recruiting
that n*gga come at me wrong, we get to shootin’
presidential rolex n*gga, secret service
i see twelve in the field, i get nervous
i’m in the hills right now, i got no service
i was selling coke but i knew i had a purpose
[chorus]
secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
twenty escalades like obama in this b*tch
private residential, got a million dollar crib
it’s money over everything, n*gga f*ck a b*tch
secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
twenty escalades like obama in this b*tch
private residential, got a million dollar crib
it’s money over everything, n*gga f*ck a b*tch
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