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INSIDE MY HEAD Video (MV)




Performed By: OSHEA IV
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Charles Swinton
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OSHEA IV - INSIDE MY HEAD Lyrics
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True enough, I'm off the meter
Inside my head
Aye true enough I'm off the meter
Inside my head
Off the drank I wanna meet her
Ain't time for bed
I'm drunk textin' off the liter
The message read
Ima show her that she f*ckin' with a real nigga
Fly nigga, go getta, slash bill printer
See, she the type just want a nigga that'll chill with her
She f*ck with me because I know just how to deal with her
Lil' attitude, she bad and bouj', right up my avenue
She put it down, I f*ck it up to show my gratitude
Can't get enough, I feel the rush
Hours of magnitude
We blow the pound to calm it down, f*ck up the altitude
Ain't no basic bitch, she basically one of kind
Said, "You see a different side of me"
I must be goin' blind
She really never had a nigga that'll blow her mind
We took a trip abroad, we on a different type of time
How you gonna tell me shawty ain't the one?
Light up the room like the moon, body hotter than the sun
Keep it true, I'm amused, heart beatin' like a drum
In her womb, I consume
Be a fool to let her run
Okay, away we go
See this that crazy flow
Quick to beat a bitch ass but she a lady though
I'm right beside her if you steppin', that's my baby heaux
Aye true enough I'm off the meter
Inside my head
Off the drank, I wanna meet her
Ain't time for bed
I'm drunk textin' off the liter
The message read
My emotions gettin' deeper
Off the rip feel like a keeper
Took my soul just like the reaper
Won't f*ckin' with the rest of em, I knew she was a sleeper
She f*ck with the best of em, no she'll never let me go
The way she eat it up, man you'll swear she cannibal
She hold it down, don't f*ck around, she all about her business
Should be a crime the way shawty lookin', God is my witness
She keep it right up and tight up, she all about her fitness
All the squats done paid off, she shittin' on these bitches
Crack a smile, I'm a clever guy
Polygraph, I can't tell a lie
Her bottom half a make you wanna cry
Head game a make you wanna lose ya mind
I think I'm out of line
Aye true enough I'm off the meter
Inside my head
Off the drank I wanna meet her
Ain't time for bed
Drunk textin' off the liter
The message read
My emotions gettin' deeper
Heard what I said
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English

True enough, I'm off the meter
Inside my head
Aye true enough I'm off the meter
Inside my head
Off the drank I wanna meet her
Ain't time for bed
I'm drunk textin' off the liter
The message read
Ima show her that she f*ckin' with a real nigga
Fly nigga, go getta, slash bill printer
See, she the type just want a nigga that'll chill with her
She f*ck with me because I know just how to deal with her
Lil' attitude, she bad and bouj', right up my avenue
She put it down, I f*ck it up to show my gratitude
Can't get enough, I feel the rush
Hours of magnitude
We blow the pound to calm it down, f*ck up the altitude
Ain't no basic bitch, she basically one of kind
Said, "You see a different side of me"
I must be goin' blind
She really never had a nigga that'll blow her mind
We took a trip abroad, we on a different type of time
How you gonna tell me shawty ain't the one?
Light up the room like the moon, body hotter than the sun
Keep it true, I'm amused, heart beatin' like a drum
In her womb, I consume
Be a fool to let her run
Okay, away we go
See this that crazy flow
Quick to beat a bitch ass but she a lady though
I'm right beside her if you steppin', that's my baby heaux
Aye true enough I'm off the meter
Inside my head
Off the drank, I wanna meet her
Ain't time for bed
I'm drunk textin' off the liter
The message read
My emotions gettin' deeper
Off the rip feel like a keeper
Took my soul just like the reaper
Won't f*ckin' with the rest of em, I knew she was a sleeper
She f*ck with the best of em, no she'll never let me go
The way she eat it up, man you'll swear she cannibal
She hold it down, don't f*ck around, she all about her business
Should be a crime the way shawty lookin', God is my witness
She keep it right up and tight up, she all about her fitness
All the squats done paid off, she shittin' on these bitches
Crack a smile, I'm a clever guy
Polygraph, I can't tell a lie
Her bottom half a make you wanna cry
Head game a make you wanna lose ya mind
I think I'm out of line
Aye true enough I'm off the meter
Inside my head
Off the drank I wanna meet her
Ain't time for bed
Drunk textin' off the liter
The message read
My emotions gettin' deeper
Heard what I said
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Writer: Charles Swinton
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