OH LAWD /Timbaland beat/

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When I'm in ya hood all my hataz throw they middle fing-az
[ITZ HIM AGAN]
OH LAWD!
soon as I hit the street in that thing wit the wings up
OH LAWD!
They jawz drop in they holdin they headz yel-lin Jesus
OH LAWD
I ain payin for nobody way or drinkz so bring ya own visa'z
OH LAWD
 
FIRST VERSE
 
That's it I can't hold it in/ u gotta sink to swim/ ink to pen
Then each bar bump bump bump b 2 A K got a beat gotta
teach to win / beast the lyric When I lick the buck shot
eatin in ya skin / the silly flow go 4 for the dough /
I make the hit that get acidic in end ya might
Wanna plug ya head..phones i/n if you wanna hear that shit
Again verse to pad ../pad to the track/ hittin in/ drivin it /skiddin
Gettin it /to home get on the phone πŸ“± wick wicki wick/
Hey somebody fix that the record scratched/ now put the
Needle to the vinyl n play me that /ass juicy the as
Wata-mellon without the seeds /let me see you drop
to the beat /in clap your handz for me / clap clap now
Bring it up /then let me smack It /i ain hittin it if ya cookie
Deepa than the grand canyon /graduated πŸŽ“ from ham n cheese
To sufley// they ain playin my shit?/watch as I check a DJ/
My chick tap my shouldato tell me see/
they expressionz like oooh! 😲
as they starin// We smokin gettin freshed up in the
McLaren coupe//soon as valle helped My girl step πŸšΆβ€β™‚οΈ
out all the hataz flew the coop/
/now bitchez get ya Parachutez/
 
Hook
 
When I'm in ya hood all my hataz throw they middle fing-az
[ITZ HIM AGAN]
OH LAWD!
soon as I hit the street in that thing wit the wings up
OH LAWD!
They jawz drop in they holdin they headz yel-lin Jesus
OH LAWD
I ain payin for nobody way or drinkz so bring ya own visa'z
OH LAWD
 
SECOND VERSE
 
Step out the sess pool... dry my-self off like a pit
//Freaky -freak// quit talkin non- sense/
I wanna bat-tle yo clique/
ya off the rhythm /wit/
no form a style why you proud a yo shit? /
Ya Not jigga you get a boo/
I can do em sober n/ get even more fa--tal /
on the 5th /mop em up like my maid do/
Take the long highway πŸ›£ to heaven// wit the angels /
Why you mad at me when itz music 🎢 that I gave you/
Tap that treb-ble/
now shout to the top a ya lungz like we playin heavy metal/
They like how you keep comin up with hitz did you make
A deal with the devil
I'm like I been blessed πŸ™Œ to make ya body rock _
It might seem like it but I did not/
Everybody palmz together like they throwin up the roc
I don't do girl-friendz/ they wanna take all my money
Like they the one made it/
The Microphone is what I been datin/
We in a make the money πŸ’° re-la-tion-ship/
They jus loving ❀ the πŸ–Š pen-men-ship/
Challenges say a verse/ I see they thirst
In itz in-comin
/when they on the ground in cringe/
Like im comin with the gun work /
This is for hip-hop in why even botha?
I don't mind get-tin blood on my shirt/
 
Hook
 
When I'm in ya hood all my hataz throw they middle fing-az
[ITZ HIM AGAN]
OH LAWD!
soon as I hit the street in that thing wit the wings up
OH LAWD!
They jawz drop in they holdin they headz yel-lin Jesus
OH LAWD
I ain payin for nobody way or drinkz so bring ya own visa'z
OH LAWD
 
I know you got a lot to say put it all in the
 
THIRD VERSE
 
Got cow-girlz goin hee-haaw /when they on top of me goin up
An down like a see-saw / like im in con air wit nick /
then itz on the g6 wit the criminalz/
flying to Vegaz To the mgm/
Got my Anna packin the pi-stol// for any idiot that wanna take it
There she'll send em to the niq-u/
Or you can man up an get physical/ catch em the dark/
It ain me itz the tys hittin you/
Then itz on stage/ I don't play/ I go all the way through/
Then switch the beat like a mix - tape/
Fanz bold threw security jus to kiss [me] may/
Hey pump ya breakz I don't know where ya mouth been/
And who the hell you are/
They wanna know what is like// to be feelin a star 🌟
Show ova im wit my anterage an security makin the way
To the car//
I'm in the center seat while my chauffer servin us drinks
At the mini bar//
Enjoy the night// cuz we gon do it all over again com tomorr/
chick look like toni Braxton an tamar/
Had her boobies poppin out givin
us a peep show / while other women jealouz
why she takin off her bra?/
That's what I'm talkin about take it off// pop the bub
We already got tipsy before we entered the club//
I done took out 10 niggaz now I'm burnin πŸ”₯ in the chest/
One white dude that think he sparx like Bubba i took his
whole check afta I hit him wit 29 barz till his eyes in ears bled /
Catch a Shockwave To the head thatz what he get//
Now they tryin to recessatate he whinin he outta breath/
I'm sorry ya flow trash/ im not feelin pitty/ tap ya shoes
Togetha an wish ya can/ an see if I won't go ham/
Hooool up wait a minute/ where he goin I ain even finished
Strong arm like popye you shoulda ate ya spinach/
I don't smoke cigarz unless its weed in it/
 
Hook
 
When I'm ya hood all my hataz throw they middle fing-az
[ITZ HIM AGAN]
OH LAWD!
soon as I hit the street in that thing wit the wings up
OH LAWD!
They jawz drop in they holdin they headz yel-lin Jesus
OH LAWD
I ain payin for nobody way or drinkz so bring ya own visa'z
OH LAWD
 
CUTZ TO THE NEXT SONG/
 
CLICK CLACK IM ON THE MIC DID I STUTTA BRING IT BACK
LIKE WHATZ THIS ALL ABOUT?
DRIVER PUT THE ROLSE IN PARK N GIVE EM A MINUTE /
TO ROLL THE RED CARPET OUT/
SHE WANT BLING IN HER BRI-GETTEZ BUT I
AIN FEELIN HER OR LIKE HER LIKE THAT/
PITTY-PAT? WHO YOU THINK YOU
DISSIN WITH THOSE OL SCHOOL SILLY RAPZ/ IM IN PHILLY
RUNNIN THE SAME STREET AS ROCKY
I ALWAYZ HAVE FUN IM STUNTIN /BEIN IN THE TRAP /
/NOW WONT YOU ALL WATCH ME
YOUR RYHME TO ME IS PEACH πŸ‘ COBBLA/ CHOMP YA / BITCH
GET THE STITCHEZ IN THE AL-CO-HOL/ IMMA A MONSTA/
FADE OUT

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