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3m Music Group - OMG (feat. Abl Moe) Lyrics



3m Music Group - OMG (feat. Abl Moe) Lyrics
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Ayeee
3mDa Mf Gang
Omg
Lil mama run up
She Say omg
She prolly know i came with the 3
But she tellin me she not knowin me
Just call me bank
Or Bongolli
Or call me 3m to the f*ckin B
And all of my niggas they solid
Gng double R
Dey gone ride fa me
Free sam
And free my young nigga Dee
Told bro hold his head
It wont be long
Ima stay hungry
And get the bread
Cus i know my niggas they coming home
And she tryna top me
Like im a pizza
But i want da cheese
Like provolone
3m be the gang
And we be flexin
In the club no section
We smoking strong
Dont f*ck with da gang
If you not ready
All my niggas they steppin
Like steppin stones
Im wit Lil Moe
Hoppin out da chevy
Disrespecting
Lil jizzle gone check ya dome
Better pay attention
Live life right
One decision
Lil nigga Can make it wrong
You say you want smoke
Well make it known
Ain making no posts
Im just making songs
Just live life and
Make it lavish long
Every 24 be a blessing
If U study long then u study wrong
When it come to life
Aint no second guessing
Is you Gettin to the money?
Without saying
That's Without a question
If i get the pack
Nigga ima sell it
Got dis shit from lil blacc
Aint no need to smell it
Ayeee
Omg
Lil mama ran up
She Say omg
She prolly kno i came wit da 3
But she tellin me she not knowin me
Just call me bank
Or Bongolli
Or call me 3m to the f*ckin B
And all of my niggas dey solid
Gng double R
They gone ride fa me
Free sam
And free my young nigga Dee
Told bro hold his head
It wont be long
Ima stay hungry
And get the bread
Cus i know my niggas dey coming home
And she tryna top me
Like ima pizza
But i want da cheese
Like provolone
3m be the gang
And we be flexin
In the club no section
We smoking strong
Moe
Smoking on this chronic
Bet it make you fall back
They label me a dog
Without a dog track
Money over bitches
Hoes niggas
And thats all facts
A lot of niggas talk that tough talk
And be all Cap
A lot of niggas talk that tough talk
And be all cap
I just set up a deal
It can work
If its all fair
Not the biggest jeezy fan my guy
But its all there
F*ck my bitch raw
On my birthday
Pullin all hair
They know i been a man
Yea i pullin all chairs
And bitch it just got cold
So you know im wearing all layers
A veteran in sports
I been a ball player
God made me a boss
Turn me to demons slayer
That gas it help me breathe
I cant lie
Just like a respirator
Addicted to this money
Addicted to this cash
I love my paper
Addicted to that cash
You know i love my paper
Yea Addicted to these shades
I cant see no hater
I just upgraded the gun
Put a green beam on lasers
Im just tryna make the league
Be a star like walt frazier
You know im born with the sauce
You know i keep that flavor
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Ayeee
3mDa Mf Gang
Omg
Lil mama run up
She Say omg
She prolly know i came with the 3
But she tellin me she not knowin me
Just call me bank
Or Bongolli
Or call me 3m to the f*ckin B
And all of my niggas they solid
Gng double R
Dey gone ride fa me
Free sam
And free my young nigga Dee
Told bro hold his head
It wont be long
Ima stay hungry
And get the bread
Cus i know my niggas they coming home
And she tryna top me
Like im a pizza
But i want da cheese
Like provolone
3m be the gang
And we be flexin
In the club no section
We smoking strong
Dont f*ck with da gang
If you not ready
All my niggas they steppin
Like steppin stones
Im wit Lil Moe
Hoppin out da chevy
Disrespecting
Lil jizzle gone check ya dome
Better pay attention
Live life right
One decision
Lil nigga Can make it wrong
You say you want smoke
Well make it known
Ain making no posts
Im just making songs
Just live life and
Make it lavish long
Every 24 be a blessing
If U study long then u study wrong
When it come to life
Aint no second guessing
Is you Gettin to the money?
Without saying
That's Without a question
If i get the pack
Nigga ima sell it
Got dis shit from lil blacc
Aint no need to smell it
Ayeee
Omg
Lil mama ran up
She Say omg
She prolly kno i came wit da 3
But she tellin me she not knowin me
Just call me bank
Or Bongolli
Or call me 3m to the f*ckin B
And all of my niggas dey solid
Gng double R
They gone ride fa me
Free sam
And free my young nigga Dee
Told bro hold his head
It wont be long
Ima stay hungry
And get the bread
Cus i know my niggas dey coming home
And she tryna top me
Like ima pizza
But i want da cheese
Like provolone
3m be the gang
And we be flexin
In the club no section
We smoking strong
Moe
Smoking on this chronic
Bet it make you fall back
They label me a dog
Without a dog track
Money over bitches
Hoes niggas
And thats all facts
A lot of niggas talk that tough talk
And be all Cap
A lot of niggas talk that tough talk
And be all cap
I just set up a deal
It can work
If its all fair
Not the biggest jeezy fan my guy
But its all there
F*ck my bitch raw
On my birthday
Pullin all hair
They know i been a man
Yea i pullin all chairs
And bitch it just got cold
So you know im wearing all layers
A veteran in sports
I been a ball player
God made me a boss
Turn me to demons slayer
That gas it help me breathe
I cant lie
Just like a respirator
Addicted to this money
Addicted to this cash
I love my paper
Addicted to that cash
You know i love my paper
Yea Addicted to these shades
I cant see no hater
I just upgraded the gun
Put a green beam on lasers
Im just tryna make the league
Be a star like walt frazier
You know im born with the sauce
You know i keep that flavor
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Writer: Dekarlon Simmons
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




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Written by: Dekarlon Simmons

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