Letra de Fuck You Freestyle - OhGeesy

(Feat. Jeeezy, 03 Greedo, Fenix Flexin, Wallie the Sensei, Gudda Brvckin, Kalan.FrFr, DJ GetChaMoney, DJ Vision)

I just wanna fuck bad bitches

For all the times I never had bitches

Matter of fact, I always had bitches

Remember I ain't had no bread, but now that bag different

Told her, "Pull up with some friends, don't bring no fat bitches"

Left a hundred thousand around my brothers, ain't no stack missin'

Make sure that jimmy extra tight, they tryna trap niggas

Told her, "Pull up to the stu'", she let me hit it

Then 03 hit it

Damn, bitches

I just wanna fuck you

Can't be kissin' and huggin' or you live with your husband, I'ma fuck you

I'm a nigga with drugs

And fuck with me, you know a nigga use a knife

It's on you to hit the DM

Wanna shoot him from the gang, go shoot a nigga when they see him

Pop a pill, get your roll on, DJ like seeing me

Birdman, they really had the keys in the street

Put your baby mama on all fours 'cause I'm toxic

Fuck all of 'em BBL hoes, need a goth bitch

Greedy on that fashion, but he still be down to pop shit

Fenix pulled up on me, on my shawty at a opp, bitch

You got the number, it's on you to make the call

You know that I pull up and get to beating down your walls

Lil' baby, why you playing with him?

You know, he can't take it

We was laughing at they homie when he didn't make it

And you know your nigga know that your pussy been tampered with

We pulled up with that, yeah-yeah, and they ran from it

But brodie tried to pull it first, I'm like, "It's cool, I can handle it"

I can't stand a bitch who always tryna fuck up my plans and shit

Yeah, he panickin'

He know that bitch a goner

Yeah, it's over with it

Fuck her once and let her go, he can hold the bitch

I don't know why they playin'

Like I won't up and blow this bitch

OhGeesy got my twelve, I keep blicky and brodie six

I'm in this bitch, I feel like MLK

Last night I had a dream I fucked Beyonce

I fuck with this beat, shoutout to Andre

And when I woke up, I was laying next to Lisa Ray

Yeah, I get so loaded sometimes

I don't remember shit like I should

They just told me I had making good rolling blunts in the hood

I like the way she rode the wood, so I went and gave her some wood

I had a condom in my pocket, but I still hit it raw

You think I want a baby with that bitch? Hell nah

Hell nah, you must not heard bitch, please

If I had a wife, it'll have to be Alicia Keys

I'm in LA, you know I got that blick' on me

Walk up in this bitch mean mugging a real rich homie

Waiting for a nigga to say something so we could get homie

Used to have a fully auto's, now we got the switch on him

I know why niggas hate me so much

I'm from LA, it get Easty, I don't say too much

A food stamp baby, "Mama, I ain't had no lunch"

I give a fuck about a bitch if she ain't bringing me funds

The real West back, you can't spell it without the fucking ES

Too for real like I'm [?], niggas know I'm with the BS

And she next

No, I'm like a nigga, that's my PS

I'm waiting for a nigga to play with my top, then his trash

She tryna tell me what she wanna do, yeah

She's tryna see if I'm gon' keep it real, bitch, I'm the truth, ayy

She know she got a hoe up on the first night or she through

And if I tell her get her friend involved, she gon' do it, yeah

She gon' prove it

Smokin' exclusive, trees blowin' in the light breeze, you goin' stupid

She said, "The head goin' make you like me", now we into it

50,000 on the AP, my jewels stupid

Chuck [?] on the neck piece, my move stupid

Get Chuck Cheese out of rap, bitch, my trap boomin'

Break dumb backs and pull on dumb weed, put hoes through it

Singin' to these hoes get too easy, it's dumb ruthless, yeah

Back to the head got me dead, it felt so toothless, yeah

Niggas always talk 'bout the gym, don't do no hoopin'

Niggas always talk like they Lillard, do no shootin'

Can't put all your faith in these bitches, these hoes choosin'

These hoes cruel

I just wanna bust in you

Bitch, I'm talkin' no rubbers, but we ain't no lovers

Who fuckin' you?

The way I do with my brothers, we just flip 'em, don't love it

Bitch, you stay from the gutter

Yeah, you heard, I ain't stutter

Selling white in that butter

In the cut with a cutter

Chop a chopper from Russia

I put that on my mother

Bitch, I ain't like no other

Inside peanut butter

Ayy, I push start the whip, I got no keys for the ignition

I got a lot of hoes and I be proud of all my bitches

They're cooking and cleaning, and they working on their fitness

And suck a nigga dry 'til I'm done, the menace

I'm like Dennis the Menace, I got racks like tennis

In the mouth like a dentist

Know my whips ain't rented

All the windows, they tinted

You don't get it, I get it

I get the work and I send it

You can start it, I end it

Get the money and spend it

One hundred thou' for the penny

Broke niggas offended

I ain't never pretended

All of my clips is extended

No smudge and no blemish

Long live my nigga Spanto from the Westside of Venice, damn

Shh, goddamn

Last time I was in motherfuckin' LA, I was with my nigga Obama

And I seen the same bitch

That was the one nigga Greedo video in Seattle (Word?)

And we'll make that shit even more fucked up

I seen the bitch in Seattle

That was in my nigga OhGeesy video, two days before that (On God?)

Damn, everywhere I go, everywhere I look, I see the same bitch (Damn)

Shit, I'm still gon' hit (Ha, shh)

G's a fool, G's a fool

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