Obie Trice lyrics
Obie Trice lyrics
"Bad Bitch lyrics"
(feat. Timbaland)
[Intro]
[strached "Obie"]
[Chorus - Timbaland]
He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a "G"
Said she want to roll and get to know Obie
Claming that she love everything that he do, heeeey
He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a "G"
Said she want to roll, and get to know Obie
Claming that she love, everything that he do, hey, hey
[Verse 1 - Obie Trice]
Yes it's O. Trice, I done jumped outta heights
Writing to the microphone life, yeah this is right
This is less stringuest niggaz, this is tight
This is more dividends niggaz, get it right
Stomping like Timberlands niggaz, a pair of Nikes
But this is more Timbaland nigga
Platforms lyrics
Life knocked me off my platforms So I pulled out my first pair of boots Bought on the street at astor place Before New York was run by suits And I suited up for the long walk Back to myself Closer to the ground now With sorrow And stealth
and Obie TriceLife knocked me off my platforms So I pulled out my first pair of boots Bought on the street at astor place Before New York was run by suits And I suited up for the long walk Back to myself Closer to the ground now With sorrow And stealth
The combination is invading stations, air waves
And rest haven on your listeners membranes (woo!)
I done payed some change, I got Timbo
This is not a brainy thang, yo this is simple
Get your ass up and dance, to the tempo
Exchange your stiff frame, with that of a more limbo
Grab shorty sippin' on that Shirley Temple
With that ass hanging out, and pinch her on that pimple
On her ass hanging out, nigga advance
This a world of a night, better start with the pants
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Obie Trice]
Yeah, let's keep this shit in motion (motion)
Cause we gon hang out 'til we hung over then I.V. Profin
Adios when (os when)
I fucked them thighs, who influenced with the game
Wallpaper Dreams lyrics
Time tells a lot Sometimes things I never thought would be said And you just spilled a drop Pretty soon you were in over your head (chorus:) And I am waking confused in my room I have this wallpaper dream where I can't find the seams I study and stare, I want to know what's there But it plays tricks on my mind, looks different every time Well, you tried
that was spokenTime tells a lot Sometimes things I never thought would be said And you just spilled a drop Pretty soon you were in over your head (chorus:) And I am waking confused in my room I have this wallpaper dream where I can't find the seams I study and stare, I want to know what's there But it plays tricks on my mind, looks different every time Well, you tried
I'ma make sure she open (open)
M?nage-a-trois in these's days and times got my shit growing
And she's hoein' (hoein')
And I'm ignoring' the lies she throwing', how she won't perform?
I feed her a blunt throw on the "Quiet Storm"
She repeatedly cum, insistently all morn'
And she needed cause funs up in the purse not growin
Bitch beat it my one's you gets none (nada)
To feel she's treated as if a Playboy or lpay her dumb
I skeeted so bitch your Playboy is on the run
Deleted the bitch, outta direct connection
Thanks for calming' down, my erection, hun
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Obie Trice]
Yeah, I speak the words of experience (oh) lady I'm serious
Lyrics on my deliveranc
Give It All Up lyrics
No gold worth digging for Without your golden love No treasure rich enough To be without your love No sorrow deeper than To be away from you No distance farther than A night not spent with you No diamond brighter than The light within your eyes No star I gaze at Brighter in these skies No sadness deeper than This longing for you I'd give it all up To be
e, is oh so vivid bitchNo gold worth digging for Without your golden love No treasure rich enough To be without your love No sorrow deeper than To be away from you No distance farther than A night not spent with you No diamond brighter than The light within your eyes No star I gaze at Brighter in these skies No sadness deeper than This longing for you I'd give it all up To be
Oh no hoes up, hoes I spit it bitch (spit it)
Roll up, smoke up dro, and spit on this (spit it)
I'ma outta order cause I break the ice
And squirt liquid in your eyes, all you see is little guys
Swimming in women they claming they like my style
Treat 'em like Ike and ride (bitch!)
I don't a fuck I got the height, sure your right
I'm Barry White tonight (hey) you feeling' alright
Got a buzz and this huzzie saying O's her type
I take her to the high-end and strike (ahh)
Trick for hire, I'll never buy her to bite
Despite she tight, I'll tell the bitch you can have a nice life
See I'm working with these I's in this rhymes
It's I's, all's that not a aus-tin time
[Chorus]