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hood famous - otm lyrics

[intro]
hood famous we ain’t really make it big yet
you know the truth

[chorus]
do that one dance, otm in here
i don’t got friends, all these n*ggas weird
first n*ggas in the gym we ballin all year
she a big fan, told her call in
hood famous we ain’t really make it big yet
he tried to box the mini chop he got [?]
just dropped 20 on the floor, that’s a lil flex
n*ggas mad now, wait till they see what’s comin next

[duffy]
sh*t, we got it off the mussle
he wish he was us but don’t really got no hustle
you on the wrong side of things that’s unfortunate
i’m in the fiеld chasin all these uchies thеy ain’t hard to get
pippy long stockin with me i got 30 rounds
trust yourself anybody else might let you down
mudwalkin red bottoms on my feet
n*ggas watchin yea my name rings bells in the streets

n*ggas showed their true colors i’m still grateful
i just told the homies not to rob you so be thankful thank us later
nina ross that’s my b*tch, i’m so faithful
we do this for the don n*gga long live drakeo
sh*t ain’t been the same since we lost you
n*ggas out here hating on each other and not slidin
in h*ll’s kitchen cookin up something awful
paint a n*gga i’m a ill*strator and an artist
[chorus]
do that one dance, otm in here
i don’t got friends, all these n*ggas weird
first n*ggas in the gym we ballin all year
she a big fan, told her call in
hood famous we ain’t really make it big yet
he tried to box the mini chop he got [?]
just dropped 20 on the floor, that’s a lil flex
n*ggas mad now, wait till they see what’s comin next

[pesos]
30 in the clip came equipped with the kel*tec
i’m probably antisocial i don’t really like to make friends
p you got the blower on your hip? that’s a good guess
n*ggas mad now watch this baby k!ll itself
silly rabbit reach for these carrots, throw some sh*lls at him
we know you got the fatty, turn around, do that one dance
let a n*gga act out in here imma [?] him
hood famous gotta keep a strap outside
he gon end up whacked he showin out for his life
she gotta pay me if not she ain’t even gon get a high
this a 2021 benz you cannot get a ride, keep walkin
i’m high as f*ck b*tch stop talkin
i’m a big boss i be sh*t talkin n*gga f*ck you free the real
it’s really bout that time to let the thugs loose
a black belt from mei ling, sensei i know kung fu
[chorus]
do that one dance, otm in here
i don’t got friends, all these n*ggas weird
first n*ggas in the gym we ballin all year
she a big fan, told her call in
hood famous we ain’t really make it big yet
he tried to box the mini chop he got [?]
just dropped 20 on the floor, that’s a lil flex
n*ggas mad now, wait till they see what’s comin next

- otm lyrics

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