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Lil Oso - Fckn Wit These Mf Hoes Lyrics



Lil Oso - Fckn Wit These Mf Hoes Lyrics




Woah
Gotta
Get that
Money
In the bag
How ya
Living
Chilling
Smoking gas
Glide
Ride
Glide up high
Glide
Rise
Grind
& thrive
You shine
Your light
Inside the silver line
Now find
Your happiness
& shine your
Light so bright

Yeah, & I'm Fckn & I'm chilling with these hoes
You Mortherf*cking hoe
Yeah, & I'm motherf*cking chilling with these hoes
These Hoes
These Hoes

Watch out little bitty chicken
Little bitty nigga up inside my lane
Cop a fifty, gotta get it, i'm a get it
Drop a benji in the bank
Rockin fendy, Gucci watch was given, gifted, watch it glisten like my chain
Cops do be killing many of my innocent
Niggas black who ran away
Dub bound I'll get it while Winning not quitting but sinning is given from me everyday
Bitches pretending while tripping so wicked they slither bitch hella slicker than a snake
Did you remember your dinner was dick in your Belly dessert was the cum that you taste
Ganja for breakfast, my brunch and my lunch and My dinner, like my nigga hip hip hooray

Gotta
Get that
Money
In the bag
How ya
Living
Chilling
Smoking gas
Gotta
Get that
Money
In the bag
How ya
Living
Chilling
Smoking gas
Chilling
Smoking gas
Chilling
Smoking gas

Yeah, & I'm Fckn & I'm chilling with these hoes
You Mortherf*cking hoe
Yeah, & I'm motherf*cking chilling with these hoes
These Hoes
These Hoes

Hundreds money double doutches keep it coming Mother f*cker
Cash I love it , want more of it , got some coming
Tulsa living
Tripped 20, 30 50s, rubber banded, rock a figure
Need a dentist, gold new grill in, smoking marijuana Chilling

Im dat nigga , hold up nigga, who's dat nigga, who Be tripping
Lil bae silly, talking bout I shited, omg you didn't
Oh my god she really did it
Im dat nigga , hold up nigga
Who's dat nigga, who be tripping
Lil bae silly, talking bout I shited, omg you really Didn't,
Oh my god she really did it

Every minute yeah my minds steady rolling
Gotta get it im a save up my gualla
Walmart fitted niggas saving a dollar
Still be dripping still I'm steady big ballin

Red pressed it lil bitch ain't impressive
Legit she invested fake necklaces
Like shit what is dis shit, no messages
So reckless
Chooch & booty baby give it to me
Luci got Gucci & prada & louie
Whipping my wrist, cooking up ratatouille
Rn I'm living different scenic movies

Gotta
Get that
Money
In the bag
How ya
Living
Chilling
Smoking gas
Glide
Ride
Grind up high
Glide
Rise
Grind
& thrive
You shine
Your light
Inside the silver line
Now find
Your happiness
& shine your
Light so bright
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English

Woah
Gotta
Get that
Money
In the bag
How ya
Living
Chilling
Smoking gas
Glide
Ride
Glide up high
Glide
Rise
Grind
& thrive
You shine
Your light
Inside the silver line
Now find
Your happiness
& shine your
Light so bright

Yeah, & I'm Fckn & I'm chilling with these hoes
You Mortherf*cking hoe
Yeah, & I'm motherf*cking chilling with these hoes
These Hoes
These Hoes

Watch out little bitty chicken
Little bitty nigga up inside my lane
Cop a fifty, gotta get it, i'm a get it
Drop a benji in the bank
Rockin fendy, Gucci watch was given, gifted, watch it glisten like my chain
Cops do be killing many of my innocent
Niggas black who ran away
Dub bound I'll get it while Winning not quitting but sinning is given from me everyday
Bitches pretending while tripping so wicked they slither bitch hella slicker than a snake
Did you remember your dinner was dick in your Belly dessert was the cum that you taste
Ganja for breakfast, my brunch and my lunch and My dinner, like my nigga hip hip hooray

Gotta
Get that
Money
In the bag
How ya
Living
Chilling
Smoking gas
Gotta
Get that
Money
In the bag
How ya
Living
Chilling
Smoking gas
Chilling
Smoking gas
Chilling
Smoking gas

Yeah, & I'm Fckn & I'm chilling with these hoes
You Mortherf*cking hoe
Yeah, & I'm motherf*cking chilling with these hoes
These Hoes
These Hoes

Hundreds money double doutches keep it coming Mother f*cker
Cash I love it , want more of it , got some coming
Tulsa living
Tripped 20, 30 50s, rubber banded, rock a figure
Need a dentist, gold new grill in, smoking marijuana Chilling

Im dat nigga , hold up nigga, who's dat nigga, who Be tripping
Lil bae silly, talking bout I shited, omg you didn't
Oh my god she really did it
Im dat nigga , hold up nigga
Who's dat nigga, who be tripping
Lil bae silly, talking bout I shited, omg you really Didn't,
Oh my god she really did it

Every minute yeah my minds steady rolling
Gotta get it im a save up my gualla
Walmart fitted niggas saving a dollar
Still be dripping still I'm steady big ballin

Red pressed it lil bitch ain't impressive
Legit she invested fake necklaces
Like shit what is dis shit, no messages
So reckless
Chooch & booty baby give it to me
Luci got Gucci & prada & louie
Whipping my wrist, cooking up ratatouille
Rn I'm living different scenic movies

Gotta
Get that
Money
In the bag
How ya
Living
Chilling
Smoking gas
Glide
Ride
Grind up high
Glide
Rise
Grind
& thrive
You shine
Your light
Inside the silver line
Now find
Your happiness
& shine your
Light so bright
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Parker Edwards
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Lil Oso
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: Parker Edwards

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