Stophe Malone - O.M.G Lyrics

Talk to me talk to me
Talk to me talk to me
Talk to me talk to me
Bomb trees I'm feelin' it
Off top
Oh God I'm
Oh my God
Lookin' like feelin' like
Oh my God
Shawty right money right
Oh my God
Can't nobody tell me nothin
This is on
And everyday I feel like money
Crisp bills
Big gold grills
Said new hotels
Big booty maid
Doin so well
That's fly shit
And if you lookin' at it twice that's my bitch
See the drop top
Everybody know what side it is
Claim yo hood if you feel real good
Let everyone bang
Said claim your clique if you know what's up
Nigga do yo thang
Said two gold chains
Feelin' like Ayy
Everybody wanna say ayy okay
Pulled up in a drop top range
And a nigga did it all my way
Oh my God
Lookin' like feelin' like
Oh my God
Shawty right money right
Oh my God
Can't nobody tell me nothin
This is on
And everyday I feel like money
Oh my God
Feelin' real good on the westside
Oh my God
And everybody knows it's the best side
Say palm trees bomb weed
We like to get busy
All these women and they lookin' at me
We reppin' the city
I know I got style
She like it she like it
She like to get wild
Tequila and lime
Gottem losing their mind
Sippin' on Dolly and Bonnie
Got bodies on bodies
And if she's comin' with me
Then we leavin' the party
Probably like
Oh my God
Lookin' like feelin' like
Oh my God
Shawty right money right
Oh my God
Can't nobody tell me nothin
This is on
And everyday I feel like money
Feelin' like feelin' real good on the westside
Feelin' like feelin' real good on the westside
Feelin' like feelin' real good on the westside
Feelin' like can't nobody tell me nothing