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OFB - Menace II Society lyrics

Artist: OFB

album: Menace II Society


Yo, yo
(Ayo, T)
Ayy
Them bloodclaat
Outside (can't war with a man)
Every day (without corn in your hand)
24-7 (let me put it like that, bro dragged out his yank)
(Then put it right back, have a bad man)
Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap
You can't war with a man without corn in your hand (you can't), let me put it like that
Bro dragged out his yank, then put it right back
Have a bad man screaming, "Don't do me like that" (Ba-ba)
You ever seen a Rambo go through him like that? (What?)
I got love for my young buck
Steps with the gun tucked, run if he runs up
Side by side with the over and under, yo
I tape there and I tape there (tape)
These guys are my sons, Daddy Day Carе
Baddie in Mayfair wan' get fucked, shе give me the crotch, got a baddie with a straight hair (yo)
She badder than bad, wan' rip my Amiris (take it all)
You can go ask gang who won nearly (shh)
Baby girl, shake it, get naked
You ever blaze it, see man do the matrix? (Hahaha)
I stepped in with a man, Edward Scissorhand
Dip a man, take all your jewels like little man (woo)
I think that they're sick of man
Baddie tryna sit on man, but I got my stick on man
Run up on we, you're burning the trees (what?)
Hundred degrees, come in and see
Last time I jumped out, man done it in five second (guess what?)
This time, man done it in three
No phone in the glide, can't televise
Side with my specialise
Bro, you better recognise (baow, ba-ba)
Bones might shell a guy
Ride off his pedal bike
Reality check, when do I ever lie? (When?)
He got done in his block, he's an idiot
Sticky predicament, grip and position it (brr)
Wait, hold up, you lil' donut
Bring out the smoker, man fall over
You can't war with a man without corn in your hand (you can't), let me put it like that
Bro dragged out his yank, then put it right back
Have a bad man screaming, "Don't do me like that" (Do it)
You ever seen a Rambo go through him like that? (Huh?)
I got love for my young buck
Steps with the gun tucked, run if he runs up
Side by side with the over and under, yo (ayy)
I want man to talk on my name (I do)
Like I won't corn up the highway (I will)
I want my Diors in size eight (ba-ba)
Fuck what your guy says, pull up and violate (what?)
She said that she bad, can't show me
Why you act like you don't wanna know me? (Why?)
Other week, five-o got brodie
Free the whole team eating corny (free 'em, free 'em)
I come from the Nizz (Nizzy), I'm runnin' up jibs
I'm buckin' this spin when I buck into CID (what?)
I'm fuckin' with him, make her cum on my dick
She loving the cock, I fuck her a lot (bad gyal, bad gyal)
Can't run on my block with one in your ting (bye, bye)
I told man, "Don't bop on his strip"
I think he wants more like Oliver Twist
You can't war with a man without corn in your hand, let me put it like that (you can't)
Bro dragged out his yank, then put it right back
Have a bad man screaming, "Don't do me like that" (Do it)
You ever seen a Rambo go through him like that? (What?)
I got love for my young buck
Steps with the gun tucked, run if he runs up
Side by side with the over and under, yo (bap-bap, bap-bap)
You can't war with a man without corn in your hand, let me put it like that
Bro dragged out his yank, then put it right back
Have a bad man screaming, "Don't do me like that"
You ever seen a Rambo go through him like that?
I got love for my young buck
Steps with the gun tucked, run if he runs up
Side by side with the over and under, yo

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