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$olis - Oz's W My Shorty Lyrics



$olis - Oz's W My Shorty Lyrics




Cute hoes, good blow, big dope
Night stands give head then go
Good throat, fat smoke, marijuana odor
Put a pint in my cream soda
Feeling so amazing bitch hold up
I got all the hoes that i can ask for
She my lul baby she a bad hoe
We don't talk a lot, we f*ck around
She the one I wanna ride for, one I wanna die for
Got her running round my head while I be selling pint fours
Baby you the one that I been wanting
All the xanny bars that I been popping got me yawning
I been dozing off a lot, people talk too much
Thankful for the plug cause he came with the clutch
Rolling blunts up with the wood or a Dutch
I don't really give f*ck
I'm riding with crews
Give f*ck about you
Nigga you ain't heard of me
I'm just pourin 3s
Hit me for prices I'm just plugging weed
Hit me for whatever, I got all the shit you need
Bitch hold up... now she wanna f*ck on me
Send me pictures of your booty and we'll see
Lil baby way to faded from a hit off of my weed
You pussies always starting shit, Im the one who ends beef
You be on the same shit, dumb shit, f*ck shit
And I be on that good shit
2 milly sticks, and fast whips
She be tasting alpaline in my lips
I don't play hoes i just play clit
Im just tryna get rich
With the wock up in the double cup
The nigga wanna f*ck me up
You can't be baby, I don't ever f*ck around with sluts
Only time I'm happy is when a spark up on that muddy blunt
Exes said they miss me
I could barley give a f*ck
And the brews and the stacks
She wanna f*ck me for money but I don't do it for cash
I brought beans and the bags
I got some hoes running laps
And I be burning some wax
She wanna call me her hubby, but I ain't really bout that
Baby momma got me tripping
If she know that I pop some xans
Went from riches to rags
And rags to riches
And I be kicking out bitches
I hate the hoe, she ain't different
She wanna f*ck me I'm dippin
She wanna last, but who the f*ck am I kidding
Cute hoes, good blow,big dope
Night stands give head then go
Good throat, fat smoke, marijuana odor
Put a pint in my cream soda
Feeling so amazing bitch hold up
Cute hoes, good blow, big dope
Night stands give head then go
Good throat, fat smoke, marijuana odor
Put a pint in my cream soda
Feeling so amazing bitch hold up
Lil hoe I be serving up some dishes
Never f*ck around with bitches
Cause I know they got me tripping
Purple hair goddess always dirty dancing on my dick
I know I love her she the shit
I got the quali and wock
My homies stunt on the cops
And You be talking to much shit
So we throw down at the lot
I hide my shit in my sock
She want my dick issa glock
I got the hoe on the clock
Me and baby counting dollars,cause you know we love the guap hoe
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Cute hoes, good blow, big dope
Night stands give head then go
Good throat, fat smoke, marijuana odor
Put a pint in my cream soda
Feeling so amazing bitch hold up
I got all the hoes that i can ask for
She my lul baby she a bad hoe
We don't talk a lot, we f*ck around
She the one I wanna ride for, one I wanna die for
Got her running round my head while I be selling pint fours
Baby you the one that I been wanting
All the xanny bars that I been popping got me yawning
I been dozing off a lot, people talk too much
Thankful for the plug cause he came with the clutch
Rolling blunts up with the wood or a Dutch
I don't really give f*ck
I'm riding with crews
Give f*ck about you
Nigga you ain't heard of me
I'm just pourin 3s
Hit me for prices I'm just plugging weed
Hit me for whatever, I got all the shit you need
Bitch hold up... now she wanna f*ck on me
Send me pictures of your booty and we'll see
Lil baby way to faded from a hit off of my weed
You pussies always starting shit, Im the one who ends beef
You be on the same shit, dumb shit, f*ck shit
And I be on that good shit
2 milly sticks, and fast whips
She be tasting alpaline in my lips
I don't play hoes i just play clit
Im just tryna get rich
With the wock up in the double cup
The nigga wanna f*ck me up
You can't be baby, I don't ever f*ck around with sluts
Only time I'm happy is when a spark up on that muddy blunt
Exes said they miss me
I could barley give a f*ck
And the brews and the stacks
She wanna f*ck me for money but I don't do it for cash
I brought beans and the bags
I got some hoes running laps
And I be burning some wax
She wanna call me her hubby, but I ain't really bout that
Baby momma got me tripping
If she know that I pop some xans
Went from riches to rags
And rags to riches
And I be kicking out bitches
I hate the hoe, she ain't different
She wanna f*ck me I'm dippin
She wanna last, but who the f*ck am I kidding
Cute hoes, good blow,big dope
Night stands give head then go
Good throat, fat smoke, marijuana odor
Put a pint in my cream soda
Feeling so amazing bitch hold up
Cute hoes, good blow, big dope
Night stands give head then go
Good throat, fat smoke, marijuana odor
Put a pint in my cream soda
Feeling so amazing bitch hold up
Lil hoe I be serving up some dishes
Never f*ck around with bitches
Cause I know they got me tripping
Purple hair goddess always dirty dancing on my dick
I know I love her she the shit
I got the quali and wock
My homies stunt on the cops
And You be talking to much shit
So we throw down at the lot
I hide my shit in my sock
She want my dick issa glock
I got the hoe on the clock
Me and baby counting dollars,cause you know we love the guap hoe
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Writer: Eric Solis-Bernal
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Performed By: $olis
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Eric Solis-Bernal

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