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carter to you - sugarhill ddot, notti osama & dd osama lyrics

[intro: beyoncé]
baby i see you working hard
i want to let you know i’m proud
let you know that i admire what you do
the more if i need to reassure you
my life would be purposeless without you
if i want it, when i ask you
(yo, tj, what you cookin’’ up?)

[verse 1: dd osama & sugarhill ddot]
got a baddie she shakin that ass, she said “dd why u acting bad?” cuz they talkin on bro so i gotta react
ima spin through the bees and imma let clap
but lil mama don’t worry bout that (grrah*grrah)
we could take us a trip you know i got the cash (grrah*grrah)
go slide to miami i cop you a bag (grrah*grrah)
get whatever u want i’ll throw you on some racks (boom*boom, boom)

[verse 2:notti osama]
like he tryna run up he gon drop dd my brother he stay wit a knock
if you tryna act tough bullets went to ya snot i call up
qaun he gon aim for ya top
b*tch we them demons buggin wit the knock and
free movelook he runnin the spot if hе drop oy put a o in his top (glah)

[chorus:sugarhill ddot]
ayo notti what’s the word bout to blitz a n*gga from the third (3rdsidek) hе run up he gonna get shot yeah we all hermanos para siempre sh*t hit when she come in the summer
dd my brother me and notti gon throw at the gunnaz
who dat oh that’s rah he got hit in the m*ffin bullets hit rippy
he ain’t comin back jb keep runnin dumb n*gga fat ass got snapped
jackin gz get slap wit a gun should i pull out the .40 make em run
do i wanna do it lotti style or glo style he get shot or poked i’ll really care if he keep on starin might up wit
my blaire gang gang
[verse 3:notti osama]
n*gga bad? but i bet he won’t stare yo ddot up that brettea dd poke that n*gga right through the sweater
how you so demon
but not booming sh*t makk’s and my blood’s gon up on that sh*t and i tote the chrome everyday
in this b*tch
what happen? let’s get to smackin n*ggas couldn’t
fight so i beat his ass wit the pipe
throw up 9 put 9 i’m ya belly
wouldn’t want you to end up like smelly
ddooot wit the mop and i oot wit the broom
oyogz get in tune
i’m really that gangsta n*gga
thinna boom only 14 but i’m really in tune
never hacked ebkdoa (never will)
he scared so he go by the will
yo dd let’s pop these pills
i’m on the block n*gga totin my steel

[verse 4:dd osama]
i be like girl just shake that sh*t me and notti too deep
in this sh*t got the opp thot and gang f*ckin this b*tch
but you know dat it hit
so i do it again hol’ on
i be like yo shorty why you mad at me?
you know ima go around the block wit them thots
it does not run in my family i just do it alot
[verse 5:sugarhill ddot]
it’s that dot n*gga clutching two
p*ssy n*gga was never in tune
i’m like “what you tryna do
is you tryna boom” cause i got the thot and she clutchin on two
like what happen boy got turned to his back
i’m dominican so of course i react
two .9s also got the .40
jack 9raq. yo notti up like lil morty

[chorus:sugarhill ddot]
ayo notti what’s the word bout to blitz a n*gga from the third (3rdsidek) he run up he gonna get shot yeah we all hermanos para siempre sh*t hit when she come in the summer
dd my brother me and notti gon throw at the gunnaz
who da who that’s rah he got hit in the m*ffin bullets hit rippy
he ain’t comin back jb keep runnin dumb n*gga fat ass got snapped
jackin gz get slap wit a gun should i pull out the .40 make em run
do i wanna do it lotti style or glo style he get shot or
get poked i’ll really care if he keep on starin might up wit
my blaire gang gang

- sugarhill ddot notti osama dd osama lyrics

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