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oop$ - yung 147 lyrics

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{intro}
n-jay
147 sh-t
we taking over the city man
it’s a duo n-gg-

{chorus: nj bobby}
opps i can’t believe it, d-mn i did this sh-t again (again)
bobby getting money i be running up them m’s (dat bag)
flooding out my f-cking wrist
you seen my diamonds through the tints (ice, ice, ice)
ever since i was a youngin, all i wanted was a m (dat money)
got her grabbing down, while i’m kissing on her friend (ha-ha)
im a workaholic, i don’t ever get no rest
high cl-ss smart n-gg-; you can see the way i’m dress
v.i.p. up in the club, lil n-gg- you a guest

{verse 1: nj bobby}
step up on the platform
and you know i’m taking over
i ain’t irish b-tch
i don’t need a four leaf clover (h-ll nah)
i was putting in that work everyday & it ain’t over
sippin on this f-cking henny
the next day i’m feeling sober

{verse 2: yung 147}
can’t have no cold shoulder
147 we finna take over yeah
she said she tryna be my friend (nah)
no you can not pretend (nah)
im tryna cop a benz (a benzz)
no you is not my friend (h-ll nah)
.
i know whatchu wanna do in the end
i know whatchu wan do in the end

(nj bobby)
i know they angry at me
but i stay strong like a soldier (a soldier)
i be buying cars
& you know they raris and rovers
a bunch of f-cking muscle cars
& they all got like big motors
ice dripping down my neck (ice ice ice)
now i barely feel my shoulders

{verse 3: yung 147}
cop.. cop..
cop a bag for a ten
you know this is not the end (d-mn)
master this sh-t, myself i ain’t frontin
running it up, like it’s nothin
f-cking ur b-tch & i nutted
got it, flip it, bag it = a dozen
(a dozen, a dozen)
.
when the hate don’t work they start to tell lies (they do)

{outro: nj bobby; yung 147 }
opps i can’t believe it, d-mn i did this sh-t again (again)
bobby getting money i be running up them m’s (dat bag)
flooding out my f-cking wrist
you seen my diamonds through the tints (ice, ice, ice)
ever since i was a youngin, all i wanted was a m (dat money)
got her grabbing down, while i’m kissing on her friend (ha-ha)
im a workaholic, i don’t ever get no rest
high cl-ss smart n-gg-; you can see the way i’m dress
v.i.p. up in the club, lil n-gg- you a guest

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