Jackpot ‎OsamaSon

{Intro}
(Osama Bin Laden's favorite son)

[Chorus]
I got my eyes on you and girl you got your eyes on me
Is you gon' make the move, I guess you'll have to wait and see
I'm not tryna' be corny, you the only ten I see
And all I wanna know is are you gonna be there for me?
Flying overseas, rocking double c's
I got pints on me, you know I don't drink green
Clip long as limousines, still up on the scene, aye
Had to put my chains on 'cause I don't wanna be seen

[Verse]
I just hit a lick, girl, let's turn up and go to Saks, aye
[?] fuck with me, because she know I got the MAC, aye
My weed this bitch mashed, aye
I'm smoking differеnt gas, aye
And if you got a problem, then thеm boys get on yo' ass, aye
Call that choppa "Flash" because that bitch shoot very fast, aye
Bitch, I'm in the [?], better finish all your tats, aye
Not talking corona, finna' go put on my mask, aye
You [?] all the hoes, but we gon' but that in the past, bae
Baby, what you think? You all in my dreams
And my cup don't got no pockets
So there's racks up in my jeans
Geeked up from Promethazine
But for you, I might stop
Bitch, I'm feelin' like Kobe, 'cause I'm finna shoot my shot
I think I hit jackpot
But I'ma be honest, baby, these hoes steady callin'
You just can't help the fact, that a young nigga is ballin'
If you wanna do this, baby girl, you know I'm all in
And your nigga a lame, I'm tryna' rob him, but he stallin'