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O.D.B. (feat. Pc Tweezie) Video (MV)




Performed By: Ian J
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Brian Roof, Ian Saliba, Tjuan Patrick




Ian J - O.D.B. (feat. Pc Tweezie) Lyrics
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I put some money on the ring
Then the ring on the money
Now she f*ckin' with me hard
Life is so funny
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
Sick of Visine
Ima leave my eyes bloody
Might dip the blunt in some lean
Bitch you know how I'm comin'
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
In love with the Gouda
I ain't chasin' no bitch
Last one was like Medusa
Yea lil shawty was sick
Now I relax and smoke this buda
I can't deal with no fits
Tryna be besties with my jeweler
Dabble in Aruba
Dame the gas ima roll one
Skilly we plottin' the come up
Hersch in the cut with zoot
Ou
Ouu
I need a house in Boca
I need the hundreds like Poca
Ridin' around in Coogi
Livin' the life like Gucci
You feel me
I feel you
I put some money on the ring
Then the ring on the money
Now she f*ckin' with me hard
Life is so funny
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
Sick of Visine
Ima leave my eyes bloody
Might dip the blunt in some lean
Bitch you know how I'm comin'
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
I'm so addicted to the hustle
Fell in love with the money
Bs up
Brrat brrat
Bitch you know how I'm bomin'
Winn Dixie basket and a ratchet
Dressed up lookin' bummy
You got some change you could spare
Give 'em a hundred
I need to cut my bitch off
I think I need a new woman
Went to 300
Laughed at em
I can't do shit with a hundred
School zone
Flip phone
Swear this bitch doin' numbers
Left church early Sunday
Had a play for a hundred
Remain a real nigga
Take my lick
I catch a charge
The game is for sale not to tell what you bought
Being a real nigga ain't gon' get you no award
Married to the streets and I can't get no divorce
I'm in love with this bitch
I put some money on the ring
Then the ring on the money
Now she f*ckin' with me hard
Life is so funny
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
Sick of Visine
Ima leave my eyes bloody
Might dip the blunt in some lean
Bitch you know how I'm comin'
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
Ya ya ya ya
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English

I put some money on the ring
Then the ring on the money
Now she f*ckin' with me hard
Life is so funny
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
Sick of Visine
Ima leave my eyes bloody
Might dip the blunt in some lean
Bitch you know how I'm comin'
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
In love with the Gouda
I ain't chasin' no bitch
Last one was like Medusa
Yea lil shawty was sick
Now I relax and smoke this buda
I can't deal with no fits
Tryna be besties with my jeweler
Dabble in Aruba
Dame the gas ima roll one
Skilly we plottin' the come up
Hersch in the cut with zoot
Ou
Ouu
I need a house in Boca
I need the hundreds like Poca
Ridin' around in Coogi
Livin' the life like Gucci
You feel me
I feel you
I put some money on the ring
Then the ring on the money
Now she f*ckin' with me hard
Life is so funny
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
Sick of Visine
Ima leave my eyes bloody
Might dip the blunt in some lean
Bitch you know how I'm comin'
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
I'm so addicted to the hustle
Fell in love with the money
Bs up
Brrat brrat
Bitch you know how I'm bomin'
Winn Dixie basket and a ratchet
Dressed up lookin' bummy
You got some change you could spare
Give 'em a hundred
I need to cut my bitch off
I think I need a new woman
Went to 300
Laughed at em
I can't do shit with a hundred
School zone
Flip phone
Swear this bitch doin' numbers
Left church early Sunday
Had a play for a hundred
Remain a real nigga
Take my lick
I catch a charge
The game is for sale not to tell what you bought
Being a real nigga ain't gon' get you no award
Married to the streets and I can't get no divorce
I'm in love with this bitch
I put some money on the ring
Then the ring on the money
Now she f*ckin' with me hard
Life is so funny
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
Sick of Visine
Ima leave my eyes bloody
Might dip the blunt in some lean
Bitch you know how I'm comin'
I could care less like O.D.B.
You could see I go dummy
I'm on my shimmy shimmy ya
Shimmy shimmy ya
Ya ya ya ya
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Writer: Brian Roof, Ian Saliba, Tjuan Patrick
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