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stevie - oz sparx lyrics

yeah yeah , yeah

slide up on a n*gga like john cena you can’t see me
all these n*ggas wonder where i came from just like stevie
better watch ya back
cause them young slimey n*ggas sneaky
know some n*ggas wraped up in the box jus like a tv

we gon do em bad whole lotta r.i.ps and retweets
i can’t go out sad too many n*ggas say they need me
where ya ass was at way back when n*ggas wouldn’t feed me
now i got these racks i spent a couple on some vvs
b*tch got that bag i flip that pack this sh*t too easy

gang ran through 100 pounds b*tch we do that sh*t weekly
she like i been down since u was broke this how you treat me
all these n*ggas clowns they really hoes they just deceiving
uh yeah do my dance hoe make sure you count these bands hoe
she gon eat that d*ck up with no m*th*f*ckin hands tho
b*tch watch where you ashin i spent a thousand on these pants hoe
young n*gga from the north side but we shooting like pakistan tho
young n*gga from the block letting off shots hanging out the van hoe
30 hanging out the glock
i ain’t getting popped
i ain’t getting jammed no

turn the soft into rock
whip in a pot
scale a couple grams(hoe)
bad b*tch give me top
and she like ciroc she a lil fan tho

woah woah i gotta run it up fast
she off a perc and she having a blast
i f*cked that b*tch from the gram just to brag

stop all that talking these n*ggas be cap i ran it up and i never looked back
she sucked my d*ck in the front of the jag
she sucked my d*ck and she know i got cash

you on the website talking like a cop b*tch you a rat
i’m at the red light
f*ck it i ain’t stopping do the dash
turn off the headlight
g gonna put that choppa on ya ass we spinning every night
30 in that glock b*tch ima crash
slide up on a n*gga like john cena you can’t see me
all these n*ggas wonder where i came from just like stevie
better watch ya back cuz them young slimey n*ggas sneaky
know some n*ggas wraped up in the box jus like a tv

hit a n*gga all up with his b*tch
i got hollows all up in the stick
if a n*gga run up he get hit
i can’t leave till i empty the clip
i got diamonds all over my wrist
yea i know they be feelin the drip
keep the blues like a n*gga was crip

better move if u ain’t with the sh*t
and these b*tches wanna f*ck cuz i’m poppin
got the shoes with the red on the bottom and i spent a lil check cuz i got it
know some …… who bang red like a lobster

keep that stick on me like harry potter when them sh*lls hit ya body they hotter i might hang out the van with the chopper
used to keep all the xzans in the locker

you on the website
talking like a cop
b*tch you a rat
i’m at the red light f*ck it i ain’t stopping do the dash
turn off the headlight
g gonna put that choppa on ya ass
we spinning every night
30 in that glock b*tch ima crab
slide up on a n*gga like john cena you can’t see me
all these n*ggas wonder where i came from just like stevie
better watch ya back cause them young slimey n*ggas sneaky
know some n*ggas wraped up in the box jus like a tv

f*ck it i aint stopping do the dash

put that choppa on ya ass

- oz sparx lyrics

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