Ok
Kam McNasty
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
Look Aye Look Aye, going 110 on I-10 I tend to do shit a little different then these other niggas Can't find you we gone kidnap ya brother nigga How you call yourself a shooter you ain't never pull a trigger They fucked up one thing we gone do it bigger Money getting longer than a motherfucking caterpillar Keep a tool on me nigga like I'm Bob the Builder Niggas move weight like a motherfucking bodybuilder Jae pass me the jay Zay came in the back door with a big K Shad stay with a O nigga like O.J Hit a big nigga in the face with a shrink ray You can miss me with the bull like ole Niggas say Kam pussy I'm like okay We be getting motion, you don't even rotate Everyday is my birthday bitch I need a cake We got bitches in a line and they standing outside Niggas talking all the time but I don't pay em no mind Niggas talking bout I'm broke but they ain't making no dime Got his bitch in the back gang breaking her spine I can make a O transform Optimus Prime I can make a bop, I don't even got to rhyme Seen a nigga trying to kreep cause my ring bell chime Green nigga been sour like a motherfucking lime Glock got a switch, Imma let that bitch spray (Okay) Smile on my face but I don't motherfucking play (Okay) .556 Hurt don't it Got to dig up dirt just to speak to my last opponent Go hard for a lil' nigga with some glasses don't he How you real but the diamonds in ya teeth is phony You can break your back to the beat I don't mind If you ain't feeding me and the team I ain't gone sign You ain't got to like me, I know it's just fine Anybody touch me in the party, niggas dying My nigga can't leave the crib his ankle gone beep I don't even wanna link cause these niggas been kreep Niggas ain't speak they was 25 deep It's just me and these niggas didn't tweak I pulled up, smelling like a pound Fresh as f*ck, bitch wipe me down When I up niggas better get down Hands in the air bitch get on the ground I been getting money I ain't worried bout what they on Bitch you ain't bad I know that's Kankelon Bitch bend over wrap your hands round your ankle bone Shot him in the leg now that nigga missing ankle meat Shad said change the flow, nigga I ain't miss a beat Ooo she a butcher cause this bitch trying to kill my meat Real nigga stand up man I seen you take a seat Ask my Grandma went to church with it on me Came out on top runt of the litter Everything ain't gold, might be glitter I know some niggas see me now man I know they bitter Preferably the nose one hitter quitter Glock got a switch, Imma let that bitch spray (Okay) Smile on my face but I don't motherfucking play (Okay) .556 Hurt don't it Got to dig up dirt just to speak to my last opponent Go hard for a lil' nigga with some glasses don't he How you real but the diamonds in ya teeth is phony
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Ok Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 6 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/6608309/Kam+McNasty/Ok>.
Discuss the Ok Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In