Correction Lyrics O.D. by Memba

Featuring(s) : Titus

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Lyrics

Memba Memba, we was broke remember
Lord forgive me
Let nobody test me
I can't hold my temper
I've been cold as shoulders; Frozen over
Know, my soul December
Open up that window
I've been smoking, gas pedal
To that f*cking metal

Memba Memba, we was broke remember
Lord forgive me
Let nobody test me
I can't hold my temper, yeah (yeah)
Memba Memba, we was broke remember
Used to trap the rental
Open up the magazine my bitch the center
Remember Memba? Wait nah
Let me jog it (jog)
I just keep them banknotes
Woah I don't jot shit
Can't you see this carpet
Alpaca, hoe you blot this
Skirt off in a spaceship
Your bitch in my cockpit

[Pre-Drop]
Think I'm going up
I might do too much
Think I'm going up
I might do too much

Think I'm going up
Think I'm going up
Think I'm going up
I might do too much

[Drop]

Whoa ha, whoa ha
Okay she want the bezzle
Yeah, I want the mental
Yeah, I'm crash landing
Look at my incidentals
Yeah, hot off the kettle
Yeah, high off my level
Yeah, teardrop booty on her
That's so sentimental, yeah

Look at the ice
Look at it yikes
Look at the pink in the sprite
Look at the sugar
Look at the spice
We can do everything nice
Ain't no showing us
Did we prove too much
What's that in my cup
Think my proof too much

[Pre-Drop]
Think I'm going up
I might do too much
Think I'm going up
I might do too much
Think I'm going up
Think I'm going up
Think I'm going up
I might do too much

[Drop]

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