OMB Peezy - Got You lyrics

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OMB Peezy - Got You lyrics

[Intro] Drum Dummie b**h a** n***a These ho a** n***as just be woofin', these n***as ain't talkin' bout sh** for real I know n***as who, who who who, who dying every day Slanging every day, you feel me I'm talkin' 'bout robbin' every day n***a That's all they got to do b**h a** n***as really spoon, n***as, n***as silver spoon-fed n***a You feel me, at that, you silver spoon-fed b**h We ain't even got no motherf**in' spoon n***a, on my mama We eatin' off the motherf**in' concrete on the sidewalk b**h On my mama, this sh** real Drum Dummie [Chorus] I don't think you got me like I got you (like I got you) You gotta show me somethin' For everybody got they hands out like I owe you (like I owe you) I don't owe you nothin' Cruisin' late night by myself down a dark road (down a dark road) Hope they don't know I'm coming How you turn on your dogs for them crackers, let 'em take your soul (take your soul) That sh** ain't a hundred [Verse 1] Ayy, one time for the real n***as (one time for them real n***as) And two times for the thugs (two times for the thugs), ayy And three times for my new pistol, ayy (three time for my new pistol) I saw that b**h and fell in love, ayy n***a got to workin' the curb, he sellin' dope with no gloves Drive-bys for the birds, I'm hoppin' out with these slugs Ain't talk phones, gotta buzz, get back, I wasn't even home Name a b**h that ain't talkin' bout money, b**h I don't give a f** These n***as ain't rappin' what they live like I've been did that sh**, I'm tryna live life But if you cross me over now, get your sh** right He played gangster, then he told and think he did right, Peezy [Chorus] I don't think you got me like I got you (like I got you) You gotta show me somethin' For everybody got they hands out like I owe you (like I owe you) I don't owe you nothin' Cruisin' late night by myself down a dark road (down a dark road) Hope they don't know I'm coming How you turn on your dogs for them crackers, let 'em take your soul (take your soul) That sh** ain't a hundred [Verse 2] Look, ayy four times for my motherf**in' self I was out there robbin' 'cause I ain't get nobody help And five for the guys who grabbed that pistol of the shelf Brushed they teeth, then leave with they pistol in they belt, ayy I'm at the top of my game, don't try to hop in my lane People say I'm too blunt, I take pride in not hiding a thing I can tell the love gone, the look in your eye's been changed I wouldn't be surprised if you decide to hit me with the flame I wouldn't be surprised if you decide to throw dirt on my name I wouldn't even expect that if I died, y'all would come to my grave Ayy, sh** f**ed up but I ain't trippin' Pour a three up in my personal cup, I'm heavy sippin', Peezy [Chorus] I don't think you got me like I got you (like I got you) You gotta show me somethin' For everybody got they hands out like I owe you (like I owe you) I don't owe you nothin' Cruisin' late night by myself down a dark road (down a dark road) Hope they don't know I'm coming How you turn on your dogs for them crackers, let 'em take your soul (take your soul) That sh** ain't a hundred [Outro] I don't think you got me like I got you You gotta show me somethin' For everybody got they hands out like I owe you n***a I don't owe you nothin' Cruisin' late night by myself down a dark road Hope they don't know I'm coming How you turn on your n***as for them crackers, let 'em take your soul That sh** ain't a hundred, yeah

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