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Old Orleans - Reloaded Lyrics



Old Orleans - Reloaded Lyrics




[ Featuring Abjo ]

Okay I'm reloaded
Up down left right circle baby I'm cheat coded
I ain't been here long, they already sayin he goated
Ya shorty know the words to my song, it look like she wrote it


I'm in the same spot my heroes in
Out the garden, now he rosen
That's peaceful, no ego trips
Dig it, this shit is mine. There's gold in all I quoted
I'll tell you this one more time but I already told em

Don't get sloppy witcho timing I'm known for the pick pockets
F*ck the flow like spilled wine on the carpet, I switch pockets
Dozen bars for a dollar, everything that I spit nonsense
Woke up and chose vibrance baby, I'm clearing my conscious

Dump caches from my browser, I'm Cassius Clay how I'm boxin
Shit disgusting, bitches screamin and hollin
(WHOOP)
Niggas is nauseous
Bitch I'm obnoxious, a monster

If I'm on go ain't no stoppin
A cheat code, Hammurabi
On beast mode on my body
The heat speak for me easy even when it's cold in yo lobby

The streets speak on you greasy, Nigga them roads kinda rocky
Nigga I'm bold when I'm boxing
I'm finna load up and lock in
I see niggas movin one way I do the opposite
Ya shorty eyein me, she jockin me, dats notcho bitch
Ya got a problem come and find me, ima rock yo shit

I'll drop a Nigga like classics
My face card is the rarest
That shit lookin holographic
I get my shine on

Wait...

Okay I'm heatin up
It's uncle Roy, not ol' Roy nigga, these bitches eat it up
Racing through yo mind, Sha'Carri baby I'm cleeted up
Screamin yes lawd, I sip my tea out a Jesus cup

Lemme talk slick to you baby you f*ck wit me or what?
That ain't a question baby
My presence a blessing
Nah wait blessings a present
Don't really care how you spell it
Even if I flip and reverse it
That don't make less of the message

I love the way you be dressin, girl sit that ass on this dresser
I don't be chasing these birds, I leave that shit to selvester
I get the most not the lesser
If you ain't most, get to steppin
Cuz let's be honest what the f*ck I look like settling for lesser

Keep it a buck wit me foreal
You want the worst or the best one
Cuz if you f*ck wit me foreal
You know my shit is impressive
I'm talkin Rosa to Stella
My shit is wine in yo cellar
I did it once for the record
The second time was more special
Gone
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English

Okay I'm reloaded
Up down left right circle baby I'm cheat coded
I ain't been here long, they already sayin he goated
Ya shorty know the words to my song, it look like she wrote it


I'm in the same spot my heroes in
Out the garden, now he rosen
That's peaceful, no ego trips
Dig it, this shit is mine. There's gold in all I quoted
I'll tell you this one more time but I already told em

Don't get sloppy witcho timing I'm known for the pick pockets
F*ck the flow like spilled wine on the carpet, I switch pockets
Dozen bars for a dollar, everything that I spit nonsense
Woke up and chose vibrance baby, I'm clearing my conscious

Dump caches from my browser, I'm Cassius Clay how I'm boxin
Shit disgusting, bitches screamin and hollin
(WHOOP)
Niggas is nauseous
Bitch I'm obnoxious, a monster

If I'm on go ain't no stoppin
A cheat code, Hammurabi
On beast mode on my body
The heat speak for me easy even when it's cold in yo lobby

The streets speak on you greasy, Nigga them roads kinda rocky
Nigga I'm bold when I'm boxing
I'm finna load up and lock in
I see niggas movin one way I do the opposite
Ya shorty eyein me, she jockin me, dats notcho bitch
Ya got a problem come and find me, ima rock yo shit

I'll drop a Nigga like classics
My face card is the rarest
That shit lookin holographic
I get my shine on

Wait...

Okay I'm heatin up
It's uncle Roy, not ol' Roy nigga, these bitches eat it up
Racing through yo mind, Sha'Carri baby I'm cleeted up
Screamin yes lawd, I sip my tea out a Jesus cup

Lemme talk slick to you baby you f*ck wit me or what?
That ain't a question baby
My presence a blessing
Nah wait blessings a present
Don't really care how you spell it
Even if I flip and reverse it
That don't make less of the message

I love the way you be dressin, girl sit that ass on this dresser
I don't be chasing these birds, I leave that shit to selvester
I get the most not the lesser
If you ain't most, get to steppin
Cuz let's be honest what the f*ck I look like settling for lesser

Keep it a buck wit me foreal
You want the worst or the best one
Cuz if you f*ck wit me foreal
You know my shit is impressive
I'm talkin Rosa to Stella
My shit is wine in yo cellar
I did it once for the record
The second time was more special
Gone
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Writer: Roy Handy
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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Performed By: Old Orleans
Featuring: Abjo
Language: English
Written by: Roy Handy
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