
EVIL TWINS Sugarhill Ddot (Ft. Notti Osama)
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[Intro: SugarHill Ddot & Notti Osama]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah-grrah, nigga
Everybody shot, nigga
(R-Redax)
Bitch, OYOGZ (Shh)
Grrah, grrah, O Notti Osama in the buildin', bitch (Shh)
Grrah, gang-gang-gang
Shh (Grrah)
Grrah
[Chorus: SugarHill Ddot & Notti Osama]
How the fuck you went dumb with the deuce?
Lil' nigga, I keep me a .40
Got a shawty, she ready to ride
Told her to pass me the chop through the purse (Grrah, grrah)
Niggas know that we droppin' the rakes
Spin through the block and we causin' a scene, like (Boom)
Niggas know my body, we smokin' on Lotti (Lotti)
[Verse 1: SugarHill Ddot & Notti Osama]
Smokin' on MS, that boy got me faded
Like I said, new opp in the air
Smokin' on JB, that boy got me deady
DOA-K, them niggas on nothin'
I been fiendin' to up it and click
Catch me a Flocka, I'm uppin' that score
Smokin' on Nazzy (Nazzy, Nazzy, Nazzy)
I don't care, if it's up, then it's stuck (Shh)
Catch J.O. Bandz and we turn him to Runtz
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah-grrah, nigga
Everybody shot, nigga
(R-Redax)
Bitch, OYOGZ (Shh)
Grrah, grrah, O Notti Osama in the buildin', bitch (Shh)
Grrah, gang-gang-gang
Shh (Grrah)
Grrah
[Chorus: SugarHill Ddot & Notti Osama]
How the fuck you went dumb with the deuce?
Lil' nigga, I keep me a .40
Got a shawty, she ready to ride
Told her to pass me the chop through the purse (Grrah, grrah)
Niggas know that we droppin' the rakes
Spin through the block and we causin' a scene, like (Boom)
Niggas know my body, we smokin' on Lotti (Lotti)
[Verse 1: SugarHill Ddot & Notti Osama]
Smokin' on MS, that boy got me faded
Like I said, new opp in the air
Smokin' on JB, that boy got me deady
DOA-K, them niggas on nothin'
I been fiendin' to up it and click
Catch me a Flocka, I'm uppin' that score
Smokin' on Nazzy (Nazzy, Nazzy, Nazzy)
I don't care, if it's up, then it's stuck (Shh)
Catch J.O. Bandz and we turn him to Runtz
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