Obama Runtz (Feat. Wizz Havinn)
Bossman Dlow
3:07Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah (yes sir!) My neck hurt, big diamond chain on me, baby You don't need your purse, everythin' on me, baby She say I dress nice, and I'm handsome Bae, you know you fine, where you get all that ass from? Racks in my pocket, dreams overflowin' Them niggas not here, we got heavy motion I'm smoking on Cactus, three-five when I roll up (yeah) I'm swingin' in traffic, I'm Mr. Beat The Road Fuck the beef, nigga, what a cheat, nigga (cheat, nigga) Fire up the joint, boy, stay on point, boy (on point) Pull her hair, smack her ass, she call me daddy when I maim her Fuck her from the back, she lookin' back at it when I maim her Niggas pump-fakin', they ain't have another in a little Pussy niggas hatin', it only matter I'm still their nigga I'm screamin', "Free the real niggas still sittin' behind that wall" I got dog shit on me, I'm the fuckin' biggest dog Two trap phones ringin', bitch, I'm tryna get it off I got two middle fingers, and I give 'em to the law Two trap phones ringin', bitch, I'm tryna get it off I got two middle fingers, and I give 'em to the law My neck hurt, big diamond chain on me, baby You don't need your purse, everythin' on me, baby She say I dress nice, and I'm handsome Bae, you know you fine, where you get all that ass from? Racks in my pocket, dreams overflowin' Them niggas not here, we got heavy motion I'm smoking on Cactus, three-five when I roll up (yeah) I'm swingin' in traffic, I'm Mr. Beat The Road