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JIDDY - S.O.Bs Lyrics



JIDDY - S.O.Bs Lyrics
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[ Featuring GUTTA, Styles Savage ]

I'm in NYC, I just came from S.O.Bs
Like
I'm in NYC, I just came from S.O.Bs
She always in her feelings she just told me I can't leave
Niggas always plotting but can't never find no leads
They know I'm really him, ain't nobody in my league
Praise me like a king, got 'em bowing to my feet
That lil' hoe a sleaze, she keep tryna be with me
Up late night making music while y'all sleep
Do this when I'm bored, making hits how I bleed
She told me don't be late
She think that she bae
She think that she wifey she keep calling everyday
She gon let me f*ck, after that I cannot stay
She gon let me f*ck, after that I cannot
I keep going up, I'm stuck in my ways
Got her starstruck, now she in a daze
Them people told me lies, now they gotta pay
They can't stop this motion, it keep coming every way
Back then it was -, now we in valet
I keep me a shorty, I put baddies in they place
We can't hang with lames, we allergic stay away
Pour me up that drank and wash my feelings all away
I'm in NYC, I just came from S.O.Bs
She always in her feelings she just told me I can't leave
Niggas always plotting but can't never find no leads
They know I'm really him, ain't nobody in my league
Praise me like a king, got 'em bowing to my feet
That lil' hoe a sleaze, she keep tryna be with me
Up late night making music while y'all sleep
Do this when I'm bored, making hits how I bleed
Like
Picking through my hoes
Tic-Tac-Toe
Which one I'm gon choose ask her can she drive the boat
Baby I be sliding, wait, this aint Lil Boat
We up on they necks, get some money or be broke
I be too turnt, she said she hate my ways
I won't keep you hostage baby you ain't gotta stay
I be too turnt, she said she hate my ways
I won't keep you hostage baby you ain't gotta
I'm in NYC, I just came from S.O.Bs
She always in her feelings she just told me I can't leave
Niggas always plotting but can't never find no leads
They know I'm really him, ain't nobody in my league
Praise me like a king, got 'em bowing to my feet
That lil' hoe a sleaze, she keep tryna be with me
Up late night making music while y'all sleep
Do this when I'm bored, making hits how I bleed
She told me don't be late
She think that she bae
She think that she wifey she keep calling everyday
(J-I Double D-Y)
(You never heard of Styles Savage?)
(I'm from out the GUTTA, Middle finger, Zone 6)
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English

I'm in NYC, I just came from S.O.Bs
Like
I'm in NYC, I just came from S.O.Bs
She always in her feelings she just told me I can't leave
Niggas always plotting but can't never find no leads
They know I'm really him, ain't nobody in my league
Praise me like a king, got 'em bowing to my feet
That lil' hoe a sleaze, she keep tryna be with me
Up late night making music while y'all sleep
Do this when I'm bored, making hits how I bleed
She told me don't be late
She think that she bae
She think that she wifey she keep calling everyday
She gon let me f*ck, after that I cannot stay
She gon let me f*ck, after that I cannot
I keep going up, I'm stuck in my ways
Got her starstruck, now she in a daze
Them people told me lies, now they gotta pay
They can't stop this motion, it keep coming every way
Back then it was -, now we in valet
I keep me a shorty, I put baddies in they place
We can't hang with lames, we allergic stay away
Pour me up that drank and wash my feelings all away
I'm in NYC, I just came from S.O.Bs
She always in her feelings she just told me I can't leave
Niggas always plotting but can't never find no leads
They know I'm really him, ain't nobody in my league
Praise me like a king, got 'em bowing to my feet
That lil' hoe a sleaze, she keep tryna be with me
Up late night making music while y'all sleep
Do this when I'm bored, making hits how I bleed
Like
Picking through my hoes
Tic-Tac-Toe
Which one I'm gon choose ask her can she drive the boat
Baby I be sliding, wait, this aint Lil Boat
We up on they necks, get some money or be broke
I be too turnt, she said she hate my ways
I won't keep you hostage baby you ain't gotta stay
I be too turnt, she said she hate my ways
I won't keep you hostage baby you ain't gotta
I'm in NYC, I just came from S.O.Bs
She always in her feelings she just told me I can't leave
Niggas always plotting but can't never find no leads
They know I'm really him, ain't nobody in my league
Praise me like a king, got 'em bowing to my feet
That lil' hoe a sleaze, she keep tryna be with me
Up late night making music while y'all sleep
Do this when I'm bored, making hits how I bleed
She told me don't be late
She think that she bae
She think that she wifey she keep calling everyday
(J-I Double D-Y)
(You never heard of Styles Savage?)
(I'm from out the GUTTA, Middle finger, Zone 6)
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Writer: Jalen Bethea, Stephen Nixon, sajeed garner
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: JIDDY
Featuring: GUTTA, Styles Savage
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Jalen Bethea, Stephen Nixon, sajeed garner

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