Sir Michael Rocks - Oooh Oooh Oooh lyrics

rate me

I keep flags, I keep

I keep flags, I keep, I keep

Pussy cold, meow, meow, meow

La musica de hary fraud

Count my money, ain’t a damn thing changed

Fuck you nigga I ain’t ran to train

I’ma hit this bitch by myself

Don’t make body reach for that belt

Cause if he reach you gonn need some help

Sbc, we owns Angeline

The money be dirty but my hands is clean

Spill like dirty for the watch and ring

Splashy shit, that classy shit, drugs all in my cabinet

Pop shrooms and molly too

Pop it ace on asking trips

And sex shoppin with a squad of hitter

Ball man on auto niggas,

I’m on south beach with my florida niggas

We in swordfish with all the bitches

And you know the play, see all this money we runnin the day

She packin her bag like she runnin away

She say she be back but she comin to stay

Rollin on that great, them hoes all up in my face

I’m so gone man I’m back, I’m high,

We gone up into space

[Hook]

It’s like oh, oh, oh, your girl can get it too

Oh, oh, oh, you see me in the coupe

Like oh, oh, oh, ain’t that a damn shame

It’s like oh, oh, oh I’m shinin in the rain

I keep black sippin, I keep tac sippin

I keep sack since she say she got a room at the west end

It’s like oho, oh, oh ain’t that a damn shame

Like oh, oh, oh, what?

I’m niemen mark, I’m big time

She calling my phone, I switch lines

Ass getting behind my door stack

Keep tellin that bitch till it’s just fine

Sk that’s my left lane

Triss man like my right side

I can’t sleep for too long

I’ll do it more when I die

Young nigga money fin to come right to em

When I get them checks, I’ma come right to em

Like uh damn, 2 hands, ain’t enough for me to even count this shit like

Oh boy, that sir, giving back shots, till her back hurt

In a lambo truck when that pants come off

And the hands go up, and that shirt come off

One time for my ex girl, yes girl you so quick to take it off

She can ride it all night, girl right girl,

Plus that ass be super soft

Baby bank oh no

So hoe, try to slow your role

I’m busting down and I’m x piping

Take a flat ...bitch out chest shoppin

[Hook]

It’s like oh, oh, oh, your girl can get it too

Oh, oh, oh, you see me in the coupe

Like oh, oh, oh, ain’t that a damn shame

It’s like oh, oh, oh I’m shinin in the rain

I keep black sippin, I keep tac sippin

I keep sack since she say she got a room at the west end

It’s like oho, oh, oh ain’t that a damn shame

Like oh, oh, oh, oh.