BossMan Dlow - Obama Runtz (Lyrics)

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  • Опубліковано 14 тра 2024
  • BossMan Dlow - Obama Runtz Lyrics by Rap Samurai
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    🎵 Lyrics: Obama Runtz
    [Intro: BossMan Dlow]
    ni**a, ni**a
    Yeah (Yeah)
    Cut the small talk (Big Za), I like cash talk (Gentle Beatz)
    ni**a, yeah
    ni**a
    [Chorus: BossMan Dlow]
    Nah, cut the small talk (What I'm talkin' 'bout), I like cash talk (ni**a)
    Bae, these diamonds hittin', turn the flash off (Bling)
    I'm like Winn-Dixie, I get bags off (Vroom)
    Baby got a pretty face, slim waist, ass soft (Come here, baby)
    I'ma get my own sack, bitch, I never had to beg (ni**a)
    I ain't takin' shit back, bitch, I said what I said (ni**a)
    I was down bad and they left your boy for dead (Huh?)
    She say, "Girl, that fat ni**a keep a loaf of bread" (Look out)
    [Verse 1: BossMan Dlow]
    I still got powerhouses comin' through on mopeds (Vroom)
    I'ma still run that check up like I got four legs (Beep, beep, beep)
    Give me any drug, I'ma get it off (On God)
    I'ma stomp on these fuck ni**a еvery time they piss mе off (Pussy ni**a)
    Bitch, I'm tryna score, I ain't got no time to punt (Remember that)
    I'm fillin' up my Slapwood with Obama Runtz (Haha)
    Bitch, throw me the alley-oop-, yeah (Yeah, Big Za)
    Bitch threw me the alley-oop, I fucked around and dunked
    Hoo-hoo, drops the sledgehammer
    Huh, come fuck with a boss, pay your rent, baby (Pay your rent, baby)
    You know I pull up fresher than a mint, baby (Mint, fuck ni**a)
    Your baby daddy broker than a bitch, baby (Broke-ass ni**a)
    You can't see nothin' but diamonds behind these tints, baby (Baby)
    [Chorus: BossMan Dlow & Wizz Havinn]
    Nah, cut the small talk (What I'm talkin' 'bout), I like cash talk (ni**a)
    Bae, these diamonds hittin', turn the flash off (Bling)
    I'm like Winn-Dixie, I get bags off (Vroom)
    Baby got a pretty face, slim waist, ass soft (Come here, baby)
    I'ma get my own sack, bitch, I never had to beg (ni**a)
    I ain't takin' shit back, bitch, I said what I said (ni**a, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    I was down bad and they left your boy for dead (Huh? Switch Sides Girl, girl)
    She say, "Girl, that fat ni**a keep a loaf of bread" (Look out)
    [Verse 2: Wizz Havinn]
    Ayy, this real ice, I don't need a flash for this shit (ni**a)
    For this cash, got a bad bitch that'll do a trick (She gon' do some tricks for it)
    Designer down, I ain't take the tag off this shit (Fuck it)
    They ask me why, 'cause, bitch, I paid a bag for this shit (On God)
    I'm that type of ni**a, get a rap check, go buy a brick (Go buy a brick)
    I'm the type of ni**a, catch you hatin', I'ma slide your bitch (Hit your bitch)
    You with this shit or you ain't, pick what side you with (Pick a side)
    Bag still comin' in, all kinda shit (All kinda)
    Foreign car driver, pull up all kinda whips (Skrrt, skrrt)
    Trap ni**a fashion, put on all kinda drip (I'm dripped up)
    Pack do gymnastics, ni**a, I'ma make it flip (Yeah-yeah)
    All these blue hundreds on me, got 'em thinkin' I'm a Crip (Huh)
    Long live Nip, all I know is hustle (Hustle, ni**a)
    Real street ni**a, got this shit up off the muscle (Got it off the muscle, ni**a)
    All this jewelry on, I ain't got no time to tussle (I ain't got time to tussle, ni**a)
    Lookin' like a bridge, jumpin' out that motherfucker (Jumpin' out that shit, ni**a, jump out)
    [Chorus: BossMan Dlow]
    Nah, cut the small talk (What I'm talkin' 'bout), I like cash talk (ni**a)
    Bae, these diamonds hittin', turn the flash off (Bling)
    I'm like Winn-Dixie, I get bags off (Vroom)
    Baby got a pretty face, slim waist, ass soft (Come here, baby)
    I'ma get my own sack, bitch, I never had to beg (ni**a)
    I ain't takin' shit back, bitch, I said what I said (ni**a)
    I was down bad and they left your boy for dead (Huh?)
    She say, "Girl, that fat ni**a keep a loaf of bread" (Look out)\
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