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J.Ice - NEXT O.G Lyrics



J.Ice - NEXT O.G Lyrics
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She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
Checks is fitted, Ima be the next to get it
Next to hit it, Flow hot, that's acidic
The rest is finished, Lemme do my dance for a minute
It feel good to have a wet beat, I'm feelin' replenished
I put my pen and my pin, I was making pinnet
Had to focus for a period, I was making a sentence
I'm cool now, they drool now, when I walk in the town
Them VVS's on my necklace, had you turning around
Came up nigga Ballin' shot callin'
Had to come up through the hardest, Is you a sergeant
Come on hop up in car, with a star meet a Martian
You say you got a man, why you walking
Iceman caustious and curious
Baby take my number if you serious, I'm serious
Bad lil tingy ting, tell me if you feelin' me
Cause I'm bout to pass out off this Hennessy, I told her baby
She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
I put that fendi on the fur, Now they sendin me to her
Baby girl do you concur, When I seen you in the Jerz
You was packin' Like students on they last day of classes
Met you at the punch bowl, You was in a rush tho
Still had time to make you blush tho
Ice why you flossin', In Texas with Austin, green out in Boston
The ladies think it's awesome. I pull up in that Porsche
How much it's gonna Cost em! I'm off the top
I know y'all wish my heart would stop
Cause ima RIP the beat until my coffin drop
You know I'm tryna make that shit, that make yo poppa hop
You feelin' fishy, feelin' sushi, made a hapa stop
You feelin' fendi, feelin' Gucci, that's Joshua got
Im poppa josh, I'm poppin shots, you knew I had the fire work poppin' rocks
I'm neva gone off the throne, I ain't poppa dock, I tell 'em
She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
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She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
Checks is fitted, Ima be the next to get it
Next to hit it, Flow hot, that's acidic
The rest is finished, Lemme do my dance for a minute
It feel good to have a wet beat, I'm feelin' replenished
I put my pen and my pin, I was making pinnet
Had to focus for a period, I was making a sentence
I'm cool now, they drool now, when I walk in the town
Them VVS's on my necklace, had you turning around
Came up nigga Ballin' shot callin'
Had to come up through the hardest, Is you a sergeant
Come on hop up in car, with a star meet a Martian
You say you got a man, why you walking
Iceman caustious and curious
Baby take my number if you serious, I'm serious
Bad lil tingy ting, tell me if you feelin' me
Cause I'm bout to pass out off this Hennessy, I told her baby
She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
I put that fendi on the fur, Now they sendin me to her
Baby girl do you concur, When I seen you in the Jerz
You was packin' Like students on they last day of classes
Met you at the punch bowl, You was in a rush tho
Still had time to make you blush tho
Ice why you flossin', In Texas with Austin, green out in Boston
The ladies think it's awesome. I pull up in that Porsche
How much it's gonna Cost em! I'm off the top
I know y'all wish my heart would stop
Cause ima RIP the beat until my coffin drop
You know I'm tryna make that shit, that make yo poppa hop
You feelin' fishy, feelin' sushi, made a hapa stop
You feelin' fendi, feelin' Gucci, that's Joshua got
Im poppa josh, I'm poppin shots, you knew I had the fire work poppin' rocks
I'm neva gone off the throne, I ain't poppa dock, I tell 'em
She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
She gon try to flex on me
Told her she can't stress on me
Come and put the best on meeee yeah
Come and kick it with the next OG yeah
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Writer: Joshua Smith
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Performed By: J.Ice
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Joshua Smith

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