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Ova 3ast Video (MV)




Performed By: Tre' Bandzz
Language: English
Length: 2:14
Written by: Treveon Curtis




Tre' Bandzz - Ova 3ast Lyrics
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Uhh
Aye duck let's go (fllt)
On villain he villain uh
Four in the morning we poking (uh),Post on the block trap shit big motion
Spin on his block fat nigga was loafing
Cook up that yeah that auntie be wanting (yeah)
Bumping on shit with that drizzy
Brudda hopped out with that shit tryin' lift it
Stuck being broke tryna find how to fix it
Found me a plug with that shit inna trenches (Inna trenches)
Get out his top we gone off him (gone off em)
Sleep on his crib wit my niggas and stalk him
Hit with that shit now he stuck onna walker
Shit bag a nigga than link with his momma
Quick to forget ima rapper
Hop out the door with that shit tryin' smack em
Youngin' on shit he just wanna get active
Dude ass a bitch he ain't really a factor (uhh)
Drop dick onna opp bitch and she love it
Lay down drag her dick in her tummy
Hop out free car banging that Russian
Lately I been in my bag in my duffy
Ten toes stand up real go getta
I can't back down from no nigga
Stayed down counting up way mo' skrilla
It's man down when that pole hittem'
I got that shit what you need
Setting up shop with that shit over east, don't f*ck with no rap niggas all of em green
Smoking on shh he all in my sheet (uh)
Roll up a trey five busting (busting)
Cook up da pack getting dope hard money (money)
Brudda on man time tryna go rushing (uh)
Blow like a land mane fo' five jumping (yeah)
Niggas be broke as a bitch
Grown ass niggas out sharing mit
Glock 4-5 bro clutching a switch
Hop out the front seat making it glitch
My brudda stepping wanna get close
Tryna walk down with the gen4
When that shit be rolling niggas getting low
Tryna leave em stank like some burnt toast
Four in the morning we poking (uh),Post on the block trap shit big motion
Spin on his block fat nigga was loafing
Cook up that yeah that auntie be wanting (yeah)
Bumping on shit with that drizzy
Brudda hopped out with that shit tryin' lift it
Stuck being broke tryna find how to fix it
Found me a plug with that shit inna trenches (Inna trenches)
Get out his top we gone off him (gone off em)
Sleep on his crib wit my niggas and stalk him
Hit with that shit now he stuck onna walker
Shit bag a nigga than link with his momma
Quick to forget ima rapper
Hop out the door with that shit tryin' smack em
Youngin' on shit he just wanna get active
Dude ass a bitch he ain't really a factor (uhh)
Uh uh uh
Aye free E nigga I'm telling you
Free my motherf*cking brudda
Yeah
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Uhh
Aye duck let's go (fllt)
On villain he villain uh
Four in the morning we poking (uh),Post on the block trap shit big motion
Spin on his block fat nigga was loafing
Cook up that yeah that auntie be wanting (yeah)
Bumping on shit with that drizzy
Brudda hopped out with that shit tryin' lift it
Stuck being broke tryna find how to fix it
Found me a plug with that shit inna trenches (Inna trenches)
Get out his top we gone off him (gone off em)
Sleep on his crib wit my niggas and stalk him
Hit with that shit now he stuck onna walker
Shit bag a nigga than link with his momma
Quick to forget ima rapper
Hop out the door with that shit tryin' smack em
Youngin' on shit he just wanna get active
Dude ass a bitch he ain't really a factor (uhh)
Drop dick onna opp bitch and she love it
Lay down drag her dick in her tummy
Hop out free car banging that Russian
Lately I been in my bag in my duffy
Ten toes stand up real go getta
I can't back down from no nigga
Stayed down counting up way mo' skrilla
It's man down when that pole hittem'
I got that shit what you need
Setting up shop with that shit over east, don't f*ck with no rap niggas all of em green
Smoking on shh he all in my sheet (uh)
Roll up a trey five busting (busting)
Cook up da pack getting dope hard money (money)
Brudda on man time tryna go rushing (uh)
Blow like a land mane fo' five jumping (yeah)
Niggas be broke as a bitch
Grown ass niggas out sharing mit
Glock 4-5 bro clutching a switch
Hop out the front seat making it glitch
My brudda stepping wanna get close
Tryna walk down with the gen4
When that shit be rolling niggas getting low
Tryna leave em stank like some burnt toast
Four in the morning we poking (uh),Post on the block trap shit big motion
Spin on his block fat nigga was loafing
Cook up that yeah that auntie be wanting (yeah)
Bumping on shit with that drizzy
Brudda hopped out with that shit tryin' lift it
Stuck being broke tryna find how to fix it
Found me a plug with that shit inna trenches (Inna trenches)
Get out his top we gone off him (gone off em)
Sleep on his crib wit my niggas and stalk him
Hit with that shit now he stuck onna walker
Shit bag a nigga than link with his momma
Quick to forget ima rapper
Hop out the door with that shit tryin' smack em
Youngin' on shit he just wanna get active
Dude ass a bitch he ain't really a factor (uhh)
Uh uh uh
Aye free E nigga I'm telling you
Free my motherf*cking brudda
Yeah
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Writer: Treveon Curtis
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