CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : OK Cool*
Ayy, Yung, boy, he got that talent
Samy chasing racks
Woah, Yeah
Woah, and I got the racks
Yeah, I'ma get it back
Know I keep a bag (That's for sure, ayy)
Oh I think she love me, okay cool, okay cool
I been getting b*t*hes ever since I was in school
I can't fall in love, 'cause I know that you false
I can't let no broke n***a f**k up my mood
Oh I think she love me, okay cool, okay cool
I was on the block, in the trenches with the goons
I got diamond rocks in my each one of my jewels
Ever spend five thousand for some brand new shoes?
f**k 'round for n***a got more bodies than your goons
b*t*h I got that medicine that's sitting in thе spoon
I been getting high, higher than a damn balloon
I just bought an AP, and I bought a Patek too
I'm so f**kin' fly, I makе your b*t*h get mad at you
b*t*h, I had a Lamborghini way before you had a coupe
She walk around in bikinis, bought her ass an attitude
f**ked your b*t*h one time then let her run right back to you
Bankroll on me, thumbin' through these blues
Water all up on me, baby, wetter than a pool
And I was on the block, and it was hotter than June
Whip it in the pot, same one on me brought a spoon
Whip ain't got no key so how you get it started?
My b*t*h ass so fat, that's where the extra-large is
Outtatown my buddy, cause' I'm smokin' Marley
Movin' military, I feel like the Seargent
I've been pulling strings, I don't play guitar
Blue and yellow diamonds it look just like Marge
Yeah, I been the same n***a from the f**king start
All these damn backends, don't know where to start
Oh I think she love me, okay cool, okay cool
I been getting b*t*hes ever since I was in school
I can't fall in love, 'cause I know you gon' fold
I can't let no broke n***a f**k up my mood
Oh I think she love me, okay cool, okay cool...
Samy chasing racks
Woah, Yeah
Woah, and I got the racks
Yeah, I'ma get it back
Know I keep a bag (That's for sure, ayy)
Oh I think she love me, okay cool, okay cool
I been getting b*t*hes ever since I was in school
I can't fall in love, 'cause I know that you false
I can't let no broke n***a f**k up my mood
Oh I think she love me, okay cool, okay cool
I was on the block, in the trenches with the goons
I got diamond rocks in my each one of my jewels
Ever spend five thousand for some brand new shoes?
f**k 'round for n***a got more bodies than your goons
b*t*h I got that medicine that's sitting in thе spoon
I been getting high, higher than a damn balloon
I just bought an AP, and I bought a Patek too
I'm so f**kin' fly, I makе your b*t*h get mad at you
b*t*h, I had a Lamborghini way before you had a coupe
She walk around in bikinis, bought her ass an attitude
f**ked your b*t*h one time then let her run right back to you
Bankroll on me, thumbin' through these blues
Water all up on me, baby, wetter than a pool
And I was on the block, and it was hotter than June
Whip it in the pot, same one on me brought a spoon
Whip ain't got no key so how you get it started?
My b*t*h ass so fat, that's where the extra-large is
Outtatown my buddy, cause' I'm smokin' Marley
Movin' military, I feel like the Seargent
I've been pulling strings, I don't play guitar
Blue and yellow diamonds it look just like Marge
Yeah, I been the same n***a from the f**king start
All these damn backends, don't know where to start
Oh I think she love me, okay cool, okay cool
I been getting b*t*hes ever since I was in school
I can't fall in love, 'cause I know you gon' fold
I can't let no broke n***a f**k up my mood
Oh I think she love me, okay cool, okay cool...
