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Oj Savv - 3 Stooges (feat. BabyIcyy & Glizzy223) Lyrics



Oj Savv - 3 Stooges (feat. BabyIcyy & Glizzy223) Lyrics




They den got me started but dont know I dont stop
Bronem' slide with Ars its none but faces gettin up in them hots
Steady dissing in yo songs yo lil ass trash and need to stop
She gon' bend her back for me cause bitch Im that and I got guap

Better know I be dripping in fashion
Niggas not never gon' learn and thats why they aint lasting
Glock tucked can't tell it's something on me
Foe nem got on his ass cause the way he was sagging
Need me a bitch with a bag if she sexy and there when i need you I'm probably bagging
Know how I'm coming come up from the gutta got everything I used to wish I was having

Man how you coming?
Know you ain't killed nobody Body nem a play ball off the rip
I was just broke with not nothing got right on the mic god showed me lil oj a gift
He was only a shorty went out as a flukey Ion play about me or Ion play about them
Make it to where they gon' say they been knew me and mine's going up Ion know about them

Smoking on death and gumbo with Route nem' if bro want a pill Ima go head and split it
Nawl that ain't my bitch Ion want her if bro try to get her to f*ck he can go head and hit it
Just bought a new 50 for Glo still waiting on B to drop lo so we can go head and spin it
Boa don't let me get close to yo hoe she give me the green like the go Ima dive right in it

And I been that nigga since a shorty lil quen had designer clothes and a moncleezy jacket
Couldn't stay onna block during the day my pops was running streets steady causing havoc
Nawl Ion think you wanna beef with my brudda have you beating yo feet then it's ending tragic
Boa this life shit not for the weak if you think you gon' take some from then I'm turning savage

Don't know why he take pics in them stores he ain't putting no bread down in that bitch
Really bad got attention from yo hoe cause I got my dreads down in this bitch
Don't even try to think you gon' run up on tray he a leave yo mans down in that ditch
I really learned a lot of shit from Black Mike just stay ten toes and do not snitch

Patiently waiting while thumbing through racks
Bro come through stomping a cat
I'm the one in the back with the mac
We spot em we drop em his brain go splat
Say you want me then where is you at?
I'm prolly in Lids tryna snatch me a hat make her swallow the kids while I play with her cat
Dolce Gabbana I'm fly as a bat

Sneak dissing like Russian roulette
Drench his body now his clothes all wet
Tell me how is this nigga a threat first shot went though left his face in his lap
First thousand I touched had to triple it back need a M up front I ain't settling for less
Boa we aiming at heads why you wearing a vest? This 762 a knock off a breast
Boa you better play smart this checkers not chess first nigga play crazy was the first one checked
Now I'm riding with Fifty trying to see who next If I miss any shot then that nigga was blessed

Damn ok
So this that time you on 40 hit em' and rock him If he survived I changed his timing zone
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They den got me started but dont know I dont stop
Bronem' slide with Ars its none but faces gettin up in them hots
Steady dissing in yo songs yo lil ass trash and need to stop
She gon' bend her back for me cause bitch Im that and I got guap

Better know I be dripping in fashion
Niggas not never gon' learn and thats why they aint lasting
Glock tucked can't tell it's something on me
Foe nem got on his ass cause the way he was sagging
Need me a bitch with a bag if she sexy and there when i need you I'm probably bagging
Know how I'm coming come up from the gutta got everything I used to wish I was having

Man how you coming?
Know you ain't killed nobody Body nem a play ball off the rip
I was just broke with not nothing got right on the mic god showed me lil oj a gift
He was only a shorty went out as a flukey Ion play about me or Ion play about them
Make it to where they gon' say they been knew me and mine's going up Ion know about them

Smoking on death and gumbo with Route nem' if bro want a pill Ima go head and split it
Nawl that ain't my bitch Ion want her if bro try to get her to f*ck he can go head and hit it
Just bought a new 50 for Glo still waiting on B to drop lo so we can go head and spin it
Boa don't let me get close to yo hoe she give me the green like the go Ima dive right in it

And I been that nigga since a shorty lil quen had designer clothes and a moncleezy jacket
Couldn't stay onna block during the day my pops was running streets steady causing havoc
Nawl Ion think you wanna beef with my brudda have you beating yo feet then it's ending tragic
Boa this life shit not for the weak if you think you gon' take some from then I'm turning savage

Don't know why he take pics in them stores he ain't putting no bread down in that bitch
Really bad got attention from yo hoe cause I got my dreads down in this bitch
Don't even try to think you gon' run up on tray he a leave yo mans down in that ditch
I really learned a lot of shit from Black Mike just stay ten toes and do not snitch

Patiently waiting while thumbing through racks
Bro come through stomping a cat
I'm the one in the back with the mac
We spot em we drop em his brain go splat
Say you want me then where is you at?
I'm prolly in Lids tryna snatch me a hat make her swallow the kids while I play with her cat
Dolce Gabbana I'm fly as a bat

Sneak dissing like Russian roulette
Drench his body now his clothes all wet
Tell me how is this nigga a threat first shot went though left his face in his lap
First thousand I touched had to triple it back need a M up front I ain't settling for less
Boa we aiming at heads why you wearing a vest? This 762 a knock off a breast
Boa you better play smart this checkers not chess first nigga play crazy was the first one checked
Now I'm riding with Fifty trying to see who next If I miss any shot then that nigga was blessed

Damn ok
So this that time you on 40 hit em' and rock him If he survived I changed his timing zone
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Writer: Oj Savv, Glizzy223 ‎, BabyIcyy ‎
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