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Osmoove - Hyphen Lyrics



Osmoove - Hyphen Lyrics




She wanna run up the coma just like a hyfen
I call my dogs and they pull up just like some Vikings
We finna march on they ass just like we hiking
I beat that pussy the neighbors thinking we fighting
I do it dirty all night rowdy piping
And I send shocks through her body like some lightning
She don't want chips no more just fine dining
No more sips from the port just fine wining
You better fix ya lip when you talk Kuz I ain't buying
I'm on the road I gotta go I'm outta timing

I gotta goo goo

A couple niggas wanna see me fade So much pain I'm doing hurdles over dozens of graves
This life I live it got me going insane I'm finna pull up with the forty Gllt Glaow at it brain
Maserati or I hop in a range
Laid Back sippin Yak while I'm swerving the lane
These niggas always quick to bitch and complain
You came from nothing so did I so let me see what it made
I wanna take you out baby and put ya feet up
You love to eat I wanna see you get ya feast on
You know it's love every time we go link up
Girl you so neat with Double G and Double C on
And when I beat I got you screaming out you need more yeah
Please don't please don't please don't please don't please don't please don't please don't please don't
Please don't start the fronting when you know the Repercussions
Playing with my Buzzins you gon end up with concussions
Dirty nigga water splash just like the Hudson
F*cked around and grabbed her ass I think she loved it

She wanna run up the coma just like a hyfen
I call my dogs and they pull up just like some Vikings
We finna march on they ass just like we hiking
I beat that pussy the neighbors thinking we fighting
I do it dirty all night rowdy piping
And I send shocks through her body like some lightning
She don't want chips no mo just fine dining
No more sips from the port just fine wining
You better fix ya lip when you talk Kuz I ain't buying
I'm on the road I gotta go I'm outta timing

Girl I'm on ya body
You know that I need you use to call me yeah
I pull up in a rarri
Anything I need you gonna make me go so crazy I
I got lots of dollas
I got lots a mutha f*ckin guala yeah
Don't pull up with no problem
Ima shoot em dead with no problem
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She wanna run up the coma just like a hyfen
I call my dogs and they pull up just like some Vikings
We finna march on they ass just like we hiking
I beat that pussy the neighbors thinking we fighting
I do it dirty all night rowdy piping
And I send shocks through her body like some lightning
She don't want chips no more just fine dining
No more sips from the port just fine wining
You better fix ya lip when you talk Kuz I ain't buying
I'm on the road I gotta go I'm outta timing

I gotta goo goo

A couple niggas wanna see me fade So much pain I'm doing hurdles over dozens of graves
This life I live it got me going insane I'm finna pull up with the forty Gllt Glaow at it brain
Maserati or I hop in a range
Laid Back sippin Yak while I'm swerving the lane
These niggas always quick to bitch and complain
You came from nothing so did I so let me see what it made
I wanna take you out baby and put ya feet up
You love to eat I wanna see you get ya feast on
You know it's love every time we go link up
Girl you so neat with Double G and Double C on
And when I beat I got you screaming out you need more yeah
Please don't please don't please don't please don't please don't please don't please don't please don't
Please don't start the fronting when you know the Repercussions
Playing with my Buzzins you gon end up with concussions
Dirty nigga water splash just like the Hudson
F*cked around and grabbed her ass I think she loved it

She wanna run up the coma just like a hyfen
I call my dogs and they pull up just like some Vikings
We finna march on they ass just like we hiking
I beat that pussy the neighbors thinking we fighting
I do it dirty all night rowdy piping
And I send shocks through her body like some lightning
She don't want chips no mo just fine dining
No more sips from the port just fine wining
You better fix ya lip when you talk Kuz I ain't buying
I'm on the road I gotta go I'm outta timing

Girl I'm on ya body
You know that I need you use to call me yeah
I pull up in a rarri
Anything I need you gonna make me go so crazy I
I got lots of dollas
I got lots a mutha f*ckin guala yeah
Don't pull up with no problem
Ima shoot em dead with no problem
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Writer: Omarri Reid
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Performed By: Osmoove
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Omarri Reid

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