OCOG Remix
• Written by OCOG
They ask me what the deal, do I look like skinny bitch with a brief case
Catch and release like words out my mouth on this tape
Trick or treat room full of hoes they all feeling me
I don't touch back let others do onto you then come back
leave come on they back cause their mouth a quarterback that got got sacked
Never out of place mind where it belong outer space
Trick save your face because the devil come around
When he's in town souls gather round so don't make a sound
Might sound profound but everyone at the crossroads now
Ask towlie cause he always wanna get high like they say ride or die
These bitches fly around cause they know I'm the shit
Sizzle when I drop my dick like water on pop rocks make puzzy pop
Im your one stop shop don't get caught with ya hand in the drawer
Bodies on the floor skinny bitch more slender than man
Candy apple cause she sweeter than yams come around like she fam
We aint havin none of that pack you shit and move trick
Tryin to get pregnant cause she heard you was rich... Bitch
Aint no love for thot whose love can be bought
Pick up your ryder like you about to shoot your eye out
Its christmas yet no presents around poor child leaving town
One last verse before I leave your shit in a hearse never in dearth
I spit acid like my stomach had gerds.
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OCOG
Member since May 10 2015