Ouu (feat. Nolan Foster)
Christo Amp
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(uh) Yea, Champ (uh, yea) Yea (uh, yea, uh) (uh) Clean on a bitch like, uh (yea, uh) Clean on a bitch like, uh, what? (uh, yea) Okay I dab on a hoe like f*ck it Get her number then f*ck her with a gold rubber I ain't tryna meet your fam, I ain't your man I ain't tryna meet your brother (what?) Love my mama to death She told me no girl can handle me yet (uh huh) Champagne all on my breath (what?) Back wood lit, nigga (what?) Wait, wait, wait, wait (yea) Christo counting up cake Probably going to show up late Niggas' going to hate (f*ck you all) I'm a look good everyday Now just good, I'm great, that's just my fate Got caught up with case Had a deuce-deuce by the waist Let the coupe ventilate Niggas' don't ever really do what they say They just going to lie when the truth in their face, like Uh, clean on a bitch like, uh, what? Clean on a bitch like ouu Uh, clean on a bitch like, uh, what? Clean on a bitch like ouu These niggas' they know how I do They bitches they know how I do (yea) Too much sauce, got juice (uh huh) Clean on a bitch like ouu Okay I dab on a hoe like Pull up clean like A nigga too clean In my pocket In my wallet Got blue cheese, uh I cut off my True Religions' I'm makin' a new religion It's all about counting digits And fuckin' these bitches to make them richer, uh (the champ is here) I love with 20's them hundred, 50's, yea (the champ is here) Uh , nigga, I grind, when I grind I get it I'm 'bout my paper, I'm 'bout my business Clean on a bitch like I'm washing dishes Drinking the liquor that kill my liver Always a winner, no competition, I'm just Uh, clean on a bitch like, uh, what Clean on a bitch like ouu Uh, clean on a bitch like, uh, what Clean on a bitch like ouu These niggas' they know how I do They bitches they know how I do (yea) Too much sauce, got juice (uh huh) Clean on a bitch like ouu Drinking my drank Blowing my weed F*ck did you think I'm still doin' me Pullin' up clean But, I dab like f*ck it Oh, that's your girl No, I won't cuff it That's bro code, you should know though Blowing smoke to the ozone, like oh no How high can we go? So Leveled up from that GoPro Then I went pro Had to change the game In the city, now they know they name Uh, clean on a bitch like, uh, what Clean on a bitch like ouu Uh, clean on a bitch like, uh, what Clean on a bitch like ouu These niggas' they know how I do They bitches they know how I do (yea) Too much sauce, got juice (uh huh) Clean on a bitch like ouu Say what? (ouu) Ouu, yea Say what? (ouu) Uh huh, uh huh (do) Uh huh, uh huh (ouu) *phone beep* Chris, where are you I thought I were gonna clean your room
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Written by: Christopher Amponsah, Nolan Foster
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