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famous - onfully lyrics

[intro: onfully]
shee—
you know what the f*ck goin’ on
i could put you boys in the spotlight or make you famous
shee
huh, huh

[chorus: onfully]
i could put you boys in the spotlight or make you famous
you know that ho’ll knock your noodle like it’s ramen
out of town with an opp b*tch, she throwin’ up gang sh*t
okay, brodie want a body, and he claimed it

[verse 1: onfully]
i keep this pistol, knock your noodle like it’s ramen
out of town with an opp b*tch, she throwin’ up gang sh*t
and she on that demon time like she satan
back in the hood with them leads and eraser
just got the lo’ on them boys, i ain’t ’bout to keep ’em waitin’
guess he seen me out and went in shock like a tazer
throw it out, this ain’t no ‘za body that we facin’
burn him up like some kerosene, he barely made it
i see you writin’ statements, get you whacked for that paper
pistol whip a flunkie, knock him out like joe frazier
it’s a slim chance my thug won’t slime you out or do you shady (shee)
okay, brodie want a body, and he claimed it
put more tax on your ass than a girl with ten babies
me and boom state to state with that bag, meech and terry
dev got the .308, ‘ll make you poof like a fairy
my one b*tch said she wanna party me like katy perry
[chorus: onfully & the godfather]
i could put you boys in the spotlight or make you famous
you know that ho’ll knock your noodle like it’s ramen
out of town with an opp b*tch, she throwin’ up gang sh*t (you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga)
okay, brodie want a body, and he claimed it

[verse 2: the godfather]
i can put you boys in the spotlight and make you famous
you know them boys from strathmore, sh*t, they dangerous
i’m accurate with that glock, shoot that b*tch like i got aim assist
i’m made for this, n*gga, you a p*ssy, should be named a b*tch
walk down, k!ll ’em by yourself, that’s how you face a clip
you better have your sh*t together before you take the risk
opps mad we get on they ass, hit ’em with a switch
toe tag, another bodybag, put him in a ditch
put that pressure on them boys, got ’em foldin’ up and bendin’
every night, i hit my knees and ask god for forgiveness
when we get the drop, we bring them choppers out and get to spinnin’
better not claim that sh*t they in, if you do, you n*ggas finished
they ain’t let my n*gga boogz out that b*tch, we on a mission
f*ck rap, i got my name ’cause of blitzin’
a headshot’ll leave a n*gga flatlined, sh*ttin’
he dead now, we put him in a box like a shipment
i just ran into the plug, it was all love
he got perc, weed and lean, and hard drugs
hundred racks in cash, bet your b*tch count it in all dubs
an opp died, we gon’ get it poppin’, fill it up with mud
[chorus: onfully]
i could put you boys in the spotlight or make you famous
you know that ho’ll knock your noodle like it’s ramen
out of town with an opp b*tch, she throwin’ up gang sh*t
okay, brodie want a body, and he claimed it

- onfully lyrics

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