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SMIR - OJ Lyrics



SMIR - OJ Lyrics
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Yeah, smoke till the sun up, you know I can't come down
I just want someone to show me a little love right now
They think I'm on some, like OJ with a glove right now
Shawty suck some and give me a lil' tug right now
But I, but I can't make you my hoe
Cause I know they a switch for some dinero
Tryna ask for my password for my phone
What the f*ck is you thinkin'? You's a joke (Haha)
Ayy, and I do this shit for real, I cannot fake it
Ayy, all y'all boys is so sus, yeah, y'all take dick
Ayy, and y'all boys can never be us cause you ain't makin' it
Yeah, you ain't, you ain't, you ain't makin' it, nah, ay, you ain't
When I'm stuck in my thoughts, I just po up (I just po up)
Like, Trippie and X, I said, f*ck your love (F*ck your love)
Yeah, that shit hurt sometimes, I ain't no thug
Yeah, I'm trying my best (Trying my best, best)
Yeah, I'm try my best, I pick up the mic, get it off my chest
Y'all some pests, y'all some rats, yeah
Pick it up the glock, hit your necks, yeah
If y'all boys try to diss me like I'm your daddy, I put you to rest
Yeah, smoke till the sun up, you know I can't come down
I just want someone to show me a little love right now
They think I'm on some, like OJ with a glove right now
Shawty suck some and give me a lil' tug right now
But I, but I can't make you my hoe
Cause I know they a switch for some dinero
Tryna ask for my password for my phone
What the f*ck is you thinkin'? You's a joke (Haha)
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Yeah, smoke till the sun up, you know I can't come down
I just want someone to show me a little love right now
They think I'm on some, like OJ with a glove right now
Shawty suck some and give me a lil' tug right now
But I, but I can't make you my hoe
Cause I know they a switch for some dinero
Tryna ask for my password for my phone
What the f*ck is you thinkin'? You's a joke (Haha)
Ayy, and I do this shit for real, I cannot fake it
Ayy, all y'all boys is so sus, yeah, y'all take dick
Ayy, and y'all boys can never be us cause you ain't makin' it
Yeah, you ain't, you ain't, you ain't makin' it, nah, ay, you ain't
When I'm stuck in my thoughts, I just po up (I just po up)
Like, Trippie and X, I said, f*ck your love (F*ck your love)
Yeah, that shit hurt sometimes, I ain't no thug
Yeah, I'm trying my best (Trying my best, best)
Yeah, I'm try my best, I pick up the mic, get it off my chest
Y'all some pests, y'all some rats, yeah
Pick it up the glock, hit your necks, yeah
If y'all boys try to diss me like I'm your daddy, I put you to rest
Yeah, smoke till the sun up, you know I can't come down
I just want someone to show me a little love right now
They think I'm on some, like OJ with a glove right now
Shawty suck some and give me a lil' tug right now
But I, but I can't make you my hoe
Cause I know they a switch for some dinero
Tryna ask for my password for my phone
What the f*ck is you thinkin'? You's a joke (Haha)
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Writer: Sameer Dua
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Written by: Sameer Dua

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