Omar OMG - Did It Again Lyrics

Oh my God Omar done did it again
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That bitch do me wrong then I f*ck on her friend
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I'm geeked on the plane I throw up when we land
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Red Beam to his dome like the flag on Japan
She don't speak ingles she don't know what I'm sayin
Like oh my God Omar done did it again
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She up on the beach she wan get her a tan
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She lookin real good she a ten out of ten
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We do shit at random we don't got a plan
She followin me she unfollow her man
Like oh my God Omar done did it again

I really did it since a jit I been winnin they can't admit it
Motherf*ckers is hatin want my position
I ain't ever show love to the opposition
Air it out like i'm Ang and my Appa's missing
Motherf*ckers was sneakin and they was dissin
Had to cut off dickheads like a circumcision
But this come with the growth who the f*ck im
Kiddin
If she give me the digits you know I'm hittin
If I'm shootin my shot then I'm surely swishin
If I think then I am this what I envisiond
Laser up to his dome now he look like Vision
He on first 48 that's another victim
Feed that boy to the dogs let him go and sick him
Hittin bitches like parlays like prize I pick em
That lil' bitch is a freak need an exorcism
When she rockin dior only time she Christian
Hit that bitch she a virgin in mint condition
They wait on my release like I'm out of prison
No this whip is not leased no this shit aint rented
Ridin around like I'm Batman the windows tinted
Smoke a joke if he try me no I'm not kiddin
That motherf*cker's a pussy we call him Kitten
Chandelier on my neck this shit really glisten
Ice her out in patek now that bitch is shiverin
Give a f*ck bout respect make my own decisions
Don't let no one dictate the way that I'm livin
If I'm this or I'm that they gonna end up dissin
If the family fine you wont catch me trippin
Give a f*ck about anyone else thats bitchin
Way I'm whippin' this you think I won the piston
Really had to go shit in they pot to piss in
Pair me up with the 808s that shit hittin Back in school I was late on all my submissions
Busy chasin' a bag I was tryna get it
Too much drank and some more shit up in my system
Had to chill out I damn near caught an addiction
Multiply and addition don't do division
Pockets always stay full Greasy like some chicken
Sellin Adderall like I was a physician
Break my bitch a lil' bread but I'm never trickin
(K)ill (F)or (C)ash to the bank that shit finger lickin
Fill my gas to the tank then get back to driftin
Boy you not on my rank dont speak up just listen
I be ballin Like Lakers you ball like Pistons
Im the goat im Ali you just Sonny Liston
Motherf*cker you haitn thats why you dissing
Give a f*ck about y'all I'm just on my mission
On God