OsamaSon – twiin sisters Lyrics
twiin sisters Lyrics by OsamaSon Hold up, hold up, hold up Hold up, hold up, hold up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh, twin sisters (Yeah) Yeah-yeah, know I hit ’em,
twiin sisters Lyrics by OsamaSon Hold up, hold up, hold up Hold up, hold up, hold up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh, twin sisters (Yeah) Yeah-yeah, know I hit ’em,
Horses Lyrics by OsamaSon (I told you, man, I told you, don’t fuck with me) (Uh, uh, uh) Fell in love with FN, all these drugs my best friends (Uh,
Lil O The Impaler Lyrics by OsamaSon Hold up, hop out, Impala I’m a straight flexer, I’m a straight baller Ho still love me and I don’t call her (gyro,
Slime U Out Lyrics by OsamaSon When am I gon’ do it to ’em? Yeah, jump out (Yeah, yeah, slatt) Let’s get it, let’s get it (Oh yeah, shit) Oh
Southside Lyrics – OsamaSon Psst Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew (ok, let me hear your tag) Phew, phew, phew, phew (ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Fool Lyrics – OsamaSon Hm, talkin’ ’bout Hm, talkin’ ’bout Hm, talkin’ ’bout (ok is the hardest, I swear to God) Hm, talkin’ ’bout (We gon’ be okay) Uh, my
GTFO The Room Lyrics – OsamaSon (Ok, let me hear your tag) (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God) Uh Yeah, yeah, get out of the motherfuckin’ room, yeah,
Made Sum Plans Lyrics – OsamaSon (Ok, let me hear your tag) (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God) I made some plans for us, wait ’til you land,
Break Da News Lyrics – OsamaSon (We gon’ be okay) (Pfft, pfft, pfft) Yeah, I don’t know how to break the news (Yeah), but I’m rich, yeah We just score,
Room 156 Lyrics – OsamaSon (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God) Go hard, yeah, this bitch go hard (We gon’ be okay) Go hard, yeah, this bitch go
Jumpout Lyrics – OsamaSon I’m puttin’ him on the news, I be with them boys on the two’s I spilled out the lean on my shoes, I been on this
Going Dumbo Lyrics – OsamaSon Yeah, yeah (Slime, slime, slime, slime) Yeah, I walked in, goin’ dumb These hoes, goin’ dumb These shows, goin’ dumb I’ve been doing somethin’ Racks
She Need A Ride Lyrics – OsamaSon (Ok, let me hear your tag) (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God) Pfft, pfft, yeah Woke up way too fried, but
New Tune Lyrics – OsamaSon Three thousand dollar fit, but I’ll still hit a lick The FN hawkin’ shit, this lil’ bitch knockin’ bridges, yeah, yeah Hit the lotto, fuck,
Waffle House Lyrics – OsamaSon (Ok, let me hear your tag) (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God) I don’t know what you talkin’ ’bout (Say what?) Bling-blaow, my
I Got The Fye Lyrics – OsamaSon (Ok, let me hear your tag) (Let me know) I got the fye, uh (Slime just hit my phone with a new one)
Insta Lyrics – OsamaSon (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God) Jump over that fence, yeah, met this bitch off Insta’ You be doin’ all that, girl, I cannot
Frontin Lyrics – OsamaSon (Ok, let me hear your tag) I know you frontin’, you don’t gotta hide nothin’ I know I fucked up sometimes, but not for nothin’ You
Mufasa Lyrics – OsamaSon (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God) Uh, oh (Bee) I-I feel like Mufasa Richer than your father Wr-wrong move and I pop you Treehouse
Ref Lyrics – OsamaSon (Haha, Draco) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah) I’m gon’ be the best, I won’t end up like the rest, yeah I got stripes on my chest like