Sir Ockyglock Lyrics
| Song | Sir Ockyglock |
| Artist | KWAMISAGE |
| Album | Burn Everything |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Paris Coleman | |
| 作曲 : Paris Coleman | |
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
| [Intro] | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain’t got no reason to really be mad at me, nah | |
| Now I’m back up b****, no aderol | |
| Now I add it up b**** | |
| [Chorus] | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain’t got no reason to really be mad at me | |
| I may be lacking financially | |
| But you wasn’t tripping when shit was sweet, ****** | |
| Now I’m back up b****, no aderol, now I add it up | |
| ***** I’m adamant ‘bout my cash and shit | |
| Talking shit caused catastrophe, choppa blastin’ him he lose gravity | |
| Smokin’ gas bit, where we ashin’ bit | |
| Blowing gas but b**** no flatulence | |
| Draco spray him you can lose matter b****, you get splattered *****, you lose gravity | |
| This b**** gone suck this **** ‘til this b**** is hoarse, then she gone saddle me | |
| I don’t trust you, no I don’t trust you, I, I don’t trust you ‘cause you is a rattle snake | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| Who the **** peepin’ through my window, I don’t know but I got a fo’ | |
| If a nigga think he cool ima rob a nigga like De Niro he can catch a fo’ | |
| Ockyglock no time for the jive, master p masterplan make her say uh | |
| Big ole Glock is tucked by my **** | |
| If she a pretty flower she can get plucked | |
| Shoot her with a nino, shoot him like a free throw | |
| I ain’t got no time for a nigga getting lost | |
| Nigga is nemo, I got that fuego, I got that fire you can get toasted | |
| **** around marshmallow, you can get roasted | |
| Talking out the side of his neck, shoot his throat | |
| My ***** too bad don’t get too close, shoot the scene up like Casper, get ghost | |
| Rollin’ backwoods that’s bigger than logs, rollin’ on trees I’m smoking like smog | |
| Better be careful ‘bout what you wish for | |
| Extra drip on me, French toast | |
| Posted up with that 44 | |
| Posted up, leave you white like Malone | |
| Talking shit, ima snap you Thanos | |
| My diamonds clear yours distorted | |
| Damn what ima do right now, these diamonds on me cold, igloo right now | |
| That ***** over there in the blue quite bad, but I’m just looking at you right now | |
| You should leave your boo right now, ‘cause you looking like a snack like Scoob right now | |
| Im bout that peace, but I pull out that piece, if you got that beef, I’ll shoot that cow | |
| [Chorus 2] | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain’t got no reason to really be mad at me | |
| I may be lacking financially | |
| But you wasn’t tripping when shit was sweet, ****** | |
| Now I’m back up b****, no aderol, now I add it up | |
| B**** I’m adamant ‘bout my cash and shit | |
| Talking shit caused catastrophe, choppa blastin’ him he lose gravity | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Extra micro clips, that’s data ***** | |
| Ima rock star ***** have tolerance | |
| You best still kiss me when mad at me | |
| Put that ***** on a plate and I platter it | |
| Niggas is negligent, I’m competitive, take your ***** right in a second ***** | |
| Tic toc, tic toc, watch on bezel ***** | |
| I’m a rebel *****, I got melanin | |
| [Chorus 3] | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain’t got no reason to really be mad at me | |
| I may be lacking financially | |
| But you wasn’t tripping when shit was sweet, ****** | |
| Now I’m back up b****, no aderol, now I add it up | |
| ***** I’m adamant ‘bout my cash and shit | |
| Talking shit caused catastrophe, choppa blastin’ him he lose gravity | |
| Smokin’ gas bit, where we ashin’ bit | |
| Blowing gas but b**** no flatulence | |
| Draco spray him you can lose matter b****, you get splattered *****, you lose gravity | |
| This b**** gone suck this **** til this b**** is hoarse, yeah she gone saddle me | |
| I don’t trust you, no I don’t trust you, I, I don’t trust you ‘cause you is a rattle snake |
| zuo ci : Paris Coleman | |
| zuo qu : Paris Coleman | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Intro | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain' t got no reason to really be mad at me, nah | |
| Now I' m back up b, no aderol | |
| Now I add it up b | |
| Chorus | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain' t got no reason to really be mad at me | |
| I may be lacking financially | |
| But you wasn' t tripping when shit was sweet, | |
| Now I' m back up b, no aderol, now I add it up | |
| I' m adamant ' bout my cash and shit | |
| Talking shit caused catastrophe, choppa blastin' him he lose gravity | |
| Smokin' gas bit, where we ashin' bit | |
| Blowing gas but b no flatulence | |
| Draco spray him you can lose matter b, you get splattered , you lose gravity | |
| This b gone suck this ' til this b is hoarse, then she gone saddle me | |
| I don' t trust you, no I don' t trust you, I, I don' t trust you ' cause you is a rattle snake | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Who the peepin' through my window, I don' t know but I got a fo' | |
| If a nigga think he cool ima rob a nigga like De Niro he can catch a fo' | |
| Ockyglock no time for the jive, master p masterplan make her say uh | |
| Big ole Glock is tucked by my | |
| If she a pretty flower she can get plucked | |
| Shoot her with a nino, shoot him like a free throw | |
| I ain' t got no time for a nigga getting lost | |
| Nigga is nemo, I got that fuego, I got that fire you can get toasted | |
| around marshmallow, you can get roasted | |
| Talking out the side of his neck, shoot his throat | |
| My too bad don' t get too close, shoot the scene up like Casper, get ghost | |
| Rollin' backwoods that' s bigger than logs, rollin' on trees I' m smoking like smog | |
| Better be careful ' bout what you wish for | |
| Extra drip on me, French toast | |
| Posted up with that 44 | |
| Posted up, leave you white like Malone | |
| Talking shit, ima snap you Thanos | |
| My diamonds clear yours distorted | |
| Damn what ima do right now, these diamonds on me cold, igloo right now | |
| That over there in the blue quite bad, but I' m just looking at you right now | |
| You should leave your boo right now, ' cause you looking like a snack like Scoob right now | |
| Im bout that peace, but I pull out that piece, if you got that beef, I' ll shoot that cow | |
| Chorus 2 | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain' t got no reason to really be mad at me | |
| I may be lacking financially | |
| But you wasn' t tripping when shit was sweet, | |
| Now I' m back up b, no aderol, now I add it up | |
| B I' m adamant ' bout my cash and shit | |
| Talking shit caused catastrophe, choppa blastin' him he lose gravity | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Extra micro clips, that' s data | |
| Ima rock star have tolerance | |
| You best still kiss me when mad at me | |
| Put that on a plate and I platter it | |
| Niggas is negligent, I' m competitive, take your right in a second | |
| Tic toc, tic toc, watch on bezel | |
| I' m a rebel , I got melanin | |
| Chorus 3 | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain' t got no reason to really be mad at me | |
| I may be lacking financially | |
| But you wasn' t tripping when shit was sweet, | |
| Now I' m back up b, no aderol, now I add it up | |
| I' m adamant ' bout my cash and shit | |
| Talking shit caused catastrophe, choppa blastin' him he lose gravity | |
| Smokin' gas bit, where we ashin' bit | |
| Blowing gas but b no flatulence | |
| Draco spray him you can lose matter b, you get splattered , you lose gravity | |
| This b gone suck this til this b is hoarse, yeah she gone saddle me | |
| I don' t trust you, no I don' t trust you, I, I don' t trust you ' cause you is a rattle snake |
| zuò cí : Paris Coleman | |
| zuò qǔ : Paris Coleman | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Intro | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain' t got no reason to really be mad at me, nah | |
| Now I' m back up b, no aderol | |
| Now I add it up b | |
| Chorus | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain' t got no reason to really be mad at me | |
| I may be lacking financially | |
| But you wasn' t tripping when shit was sweet, | |
| Now I' m back up b, no aderol, now I add it up | |
| I' m adamant ' bout my cash and shit | |
| Talking shit caused catastrophe, choppa blastin' him he lose gravity | |
| Smokin' gas bit, where we ashin' bit | |
| Blowing gas but b no flatulence | |
| Draco spray him you can lose matter b, you get splattered , you lose gravity | |
| This b gone suck this ' til this b is hoarse, then she gone saddle me | |
| I don' t trust you, no I don' t trust you, I, I don' t trust you ' cause you is a rattle snake | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Who the peepin' through my window, I don' t know but I got a fo' | |
| If a nigga think he cool ima rob a nigga like De Niro he can catch a fo' | |
| Ockyglock no time for the jive, master p masterplan make her say uh | |
| Big ole Glock is tucked by my | |
| If she a pretty flower she can get plucked | |
| Shoot her with a nino, shoot him like a free throw | |
| I ain' t got no time for a nigga getting lost | |
| Nigga is nemo, I got that fuego, I got that fire you can get toasted | |
| around marshmallow, you can get roasted | |
| Talking out the side of his neck, shoot his throat | |
| My too bad don' t get too close, shoot the scene up like Casper, get ghost | |
| Rollin' backwoods that' s bigger than logs, rollin' on trees I' m smoking like smog | |
| Better be careful ' bout what you wish for | |
| Extra drip on me, French toast | |
| Posted up with that 44 | |
| Posted up, leave you white like Malone | |
| Talking shit, ima snap you Thanos | |
| My diamonds clear yours distorted | |
| Damn what ima do right now, these diamonds on me cold, igloo right now | |
| That over there in the blue quite bad, but I' m just looking at you right now | |
| You should leave your boo right now, ' cause you looking like a snack like Scoob right now | |
| Im bout that peace, but I pull out that piece, if you got that beef, I' ll shoot that cow | |
| Chorus 2 | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain' t got no reason to really be mad at me | |
| I may be lacking financially | |
| But you wasn' t tripping when shit was sweet, | |
| Now I' m back up b, no aderol, now I add it up | |
| B I' m adamant ' bout my cash and shit | |
| Talking shit caused catastrophe, choppa blastin' him he lose gravity | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Extra micro clips, that' s data | |
| Ima rock star have tolerance | |
| You best still kiss me when mad at me | |
| Put that on a plate and I platter it | |
| Niggas is negligent, I' m competitive, take your right in a second | |
| Tic toc, tic toc, watch on bezel | |
| I' m a rebel , I got melanin | |
| Chorus 3 | |
| This a different personality | |
| You ain' t got no reason to really be mad at me | |
| I may be lacking financially | |
| But you wasn' t tripping when shit was sweet, | |
| Now I' m back up b, no aderol, now I add it up | |
| I' m adamant ' bout my cash and shit | |
| Talking shit caused catastrophe, choppa blastin' him he lose gravity | |
| Smokin' gas bit, where we ashin' bit | |
| Blowing gas but b no flatulence | |
| Draco spray him you can lose matter b, you get splattered , you lose gravity | |
| This b gone suck this til this b is hoarse, yeah she gone saddle me | |
| I don' t trust you, no I don' t trust you, I, I don' t trust you ' cause you is a rattle snake |
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