Oohh

Lyrics

[Chorus: Kidd Kidd] Oohh , give that pussy to a real nigga, I ain't tryna wait for it Oohh, [?] outside [?] it Oohh, rock nothing but designer, feel like I was made for it Oohh, slow money, no money, and I ain't got the [?] for it [Verse 1: Kidd Kidd] Who is this nigga? Been that nigga and still that nigga Big bands, five fifty, who fucking with him? Whole clique, [?], we go getters Rider [?], grab them thangs, go and get 'em Whole thang, break 'em down, right in the kitchen Niggas say they run the town, oh no he didn't Boy stop, I know you not Who you say you is? Wrong block, don't shop Don't play with the Kidd Big money, heavyweight I know they hate [?], when I pull up Pick up your face, [?] Start stacking, stop slacking Gotta have it Watch your bitch, 'cause Imma grab her, nigga [Chorus: Kidd Kidd] Oohh , give that pussy to a real nigga, I ain't tryna wait for it Oohh, [?] outside [?] it Oohh, rock nothing but designer, feel like I was made for it Oohh, slow money, no money, and I ain't got the [?] for it [Verse 2: Shy Glizzy] Glizzy Glizzy rider, all my niggas riders Ride with them choppers, bitch, you better not get beside us I don't need no stylest, bitch, I rock designer And your Rollie ticking, like that bitch came with a timer [?] my army, chopping, that's my hobby Bitches off the molly, you can call me Bill Cosby Running from the police, Kidd Kidd [?] My bitch do a lot of tricks, she even do an olli I ain't got no [?], bitch gon' make me [?] Got me [?], it came with a lot of haters This lifestyle is outragus, you fucked up your savings Bitch, come fuck a real nigga, why you misbehaving? [Chorus: Kidd Kidd] Oohh , give that pussy to a real nigga, I ain't tryna wait for it Oohh, [?] outside [?] it Oohh, rock nothing but designer, feel like I was made for it Oohh, slow money, no money, and I ain't got the [?] for it [Verse 3: Kidd Kidd] Was a lil nigga, with big dreams Now I rock two [?] fifteen My shit clean, in the V [?] Hella weed, for I leave One of you hoes coming home with me Real talk, them hoes be on me Ain't a nigga [?], in the [?] I got money, I do what I want What I please Nigga, please You ain't got these Drop the top, feel a breeze Make a scene, it's a movie Cameras shooting I'm too exclusive, bitch, bend over Bust it open Keep that ass moving Money down, let's see you make it [?] Bitch, we made it Huh [Chorus: Kidd Kidd] Oohh , give that pussy to a real nigga, I ain't tryna wait for it Oohh, [?] outside [?] it Oohh, rock nothing but designer, feel like I was made for it Oohh, slow money, no money, and I ain't got the [?] for it