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DeeKay Rich - Put It OTF (feat. PSE TWON) Lyrics



DeeKay Rich - Put It OTF (feat. PSE TWON) Lyrics




Put it on the floor, won't you hear that brrrrr on the phone
Then the time to go before I said argue with a bitch, I'ma hit the wrong time
These niggas tough with they tone when it's
Through the phone
And you ain't givin' pros, but your potty's
Flat
How you feelin' bad for these niggas, they would got them now
And they still stayin' with these bitches that's a lie one day
And you is not the same, and your bitch shit
Acknowledge that
The way the bitch gave me brain, I know she
Passed all of her college class
Bitch, I'ma start a sale, but before I let her, I prevail, it's gon' be rain and shale
You ain't never see me with my bitch, this ain't no short tail
Before I let him get off one, I hit his head with ten
He touch again, you get another ten
Want him to live, he already dead All these things inside my head, them dicks and scales
You can put your baby with the wolves, and
They got him killed
Just caught another op-out, nigga, that's a new hack
Bro caught a sweetie, now he drivin' around that new Skag

When that switchy go off, it's gon' leave yo' ass flat
Caught him lackin' on that block, and his shit got trash
Made somethin' out of nothin, you can call this shit magic
I need a ten-car garage and a pool at the magic

Too many racks in the crib, told the bitch, don't pass
Too many blicks in the whip, we can't ride with no seals
Hit him in his top, corner stitched up his lid
Bent the nigga block, got him jumpin' on they keys

When it's beef on the floor, shit, it is what it is
Got a new mix in, got the fiends goin' brave
She just hit him one time, shit, got her feelin' lazy
He took his life like, f*ck the jury, man, that shit was two full gays

I'm in the red zone every day, where they killin' niggas daily
Put it on the floor, once you hear the brrr on the phone
Then it's time to go before I say, argue with a bitch, I'ma hit the wrong
Every time these niggas tough with their tone

When it's through the phone, and you ain't givin' pros
But your pockets flat, how you feelin' bad for these niggas
They would got them now, and they still stayin' with these bitches
That's a long name, you is not the same

And yo' bitch, she acknowledge the way the bitch gave me brain
I know she passed on her cop's plate
Thanks for watching
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Put it on the floor, won't you hear that brrrrr on the phone
Then the time to go before I said argue with a bitch, I'ma hit the wrong time
These niggas tough with they tone when it's
Through the phone
And you ain't givin' pros, but your potty's
Flat
How you feelin' bad for these niggas, they would got them now
And they still stayin' with these bitches that's a lie one day
And you is not the same, and your bitch shit
Acknowledge that
The way the bitch gave me brain, I know she
Passed all of her college class
Bitch, I'ma start a sale, but before I let her, I prevail, it's gon' be rain and shale
You ain't never see me with my bitch, this ain't no short tail
Before I let him get off one, I hit his head with ten
He touch again, you get another ten
Want him to live, he already dead All these things inside my head, them dicks and scales
You can put your baby with the wolves, and
They got him killed
Just caught another op-out, nigga, that's a new hack
Bro caught a sweetie, now he drivin' around that new Skag

When that switchy go off, it's gon' leave yo' ass flat
Caught him lackin' on that block, and his shit got trash
Made somethin' out of nothin, you can call this shit magic
I need a ten-car garage and a pool at the magic

Too many racks in the crib, told the bitch, don't pass
Too many blicks in the whip, we can't ride with no seals
Hit him in his top, corner stitched up his lid
Bent the nigga block, got him jumpin' on they keys

When it's beef on the floor, shit, it is what it is
Got a new mix in, got the fiends goin' brave
She just hit him one time, shit, got her feelin' lazy
He took his life like, f*ck the jury, man, that shit was two full gays

I'm in the red zone every day, where they killin' niggas daily
Put it on the floor, once you hear the brrr on the phone
Then it's time to go before I say, argue with a bitch, I'ma hit the wrong
Every time these niggas tough with their tone

When it's through the phone, and you ain't givin' pros
But your pockets flat, how you feelin' bad for these niggas
They would got them now, and they still stayin' with these bitches
That's a long name, you is not the same

And yo' bitch, she acknowledge the way the bitch gave me brain
I know she passed on her cop's plate
Thanks for watching
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Language: English
Length: 1:59
Written by: DeeKay Rich, PSE TWON
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