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DD Osama – OHHH NOO ( Lyrics ) Letra DD Osama DD Osama – OHHH NOO ( Lyrics Letra )
Intro
(Like, ahh, ahh, ahh)
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
(You know who the fuck it is man, its the fuckin’ ?)
(Free Dudeylo, you heard)
(Ahh)

Chorus
I said Adot who that in that V
Told brody to up it, make sure that he squeeze
But if he don’t see, we send ‘bout three
Bullets gon’ catch him, make ‘em go to sleep
Dead opp from the 8, got hit in the V
His head got ?, now he on a tee
Word to ? got hit in his top
But his goofy ass ain’t even die
I’m with the O’s
Move wrong, you could catch a shot
And he screamin’, “Ohhh noo”
‘Cause his mans got lined by a thot
I bet you I’m the flyest nigga you know to be real
I ain’t no regular guy
I bet you that nigga right there really hate me
‘Cause I just be fuckin’ his thot
Verse 1
I told brody move tact in the streets
See the opps almost ?
Gotta clap at that V
Gotta do right for the guys on the team
I can never crash out
They dependin’ on me (Bow, Bow)
Aye, ? you heard
Before I got signed, I was signed to the streets
And I never did bad for my block
Two hands on the pole
When I’m lettin’ it flock
Oh, we on this, alright bet
I tell brody to slide with the 10
Ain’t no duckin’ for cover
We aimin’ for necks
Tell bro just kill ‘em
Put ‘em right to bed
And I don’t gotta diss to let niggas know I’m him
I’m the king of this shit
Every time that I drop
It’s a ? better
Niggas know I’m the heart of this shit

Chorus
I said Adot who that in that V
Told brody to up it, make sure that he squeeze
But if he don’t see, we send ‘bout three
Bullets gon’ catch him, make ‘em go to sleep
Dead opp from the 8, got hit in the V
His head got ?, now he on a tee
Word to ? got hit in his top
But his goofy ass ain’t even die
I’m with the O’s
Move wrong, you could catch a shot
And he screamin’, “Ohhh noo”
‘Cause his mans got lined by a thot
I bet you I’m the flyest nigga you know to be real
I ain’t no regular guy
I bet you that nigga right there really hate me
‘Cause I just be fuckin’ his thot

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DD Osama – Pup ft. Luh Tyler Letra DDOsamaVEVO DD Osama – Pup ft. Luh Tyler
Intro: DD Osama
Yeah, ayy, these niggas mad, they see you up
I done ran me up a big bag, but know that ain’t enough
Yeah, ayy, on bro, but know that ain’t enough
I did and probably fucked your bitch last night, that ho ain’t make me nut

Chorus: Luh Tyler
He jumped, he jumped on the mic and rapped ‘bout motion
All that just a bluff
Nigga I done touched ? now I need more, that ain’t enough
Nigga actin’ like he big dog, know he just a pup
They be trying to hold you down, these niggas mad to see you up

Verse 1: Luh Tyler
Yeah, we made it to the top now, we get into them blues
Nigga know we steady takin’ dubs, no, we won’t ever lose
Jump up on the mic, I beat it up, I give that bitch a bruise
Yeah, we gon’ run that paper, just stack it to the roof
Yeah, stack it to the roof, we gettin’ paid, ain’t nothin’ knew
She tryna kick it, kung fu, I told that lil’ bitch, “Come through”
Yeah, yeah, come get your bitch she tryna kick
Got niggas mad, we up that tick
Talk ‘bout that motion, you little Creech
Niggas run they mouth but they get quiet when it’s ‘bout that bag
Like, I walk up in the store and buy they ? check the tag
Niggas hate to see you doin’ good, that shit ? be sad
Niggas spendin’ bread on hoes, you know they goin’ flat
Yeah, niggas goin’ flat
We get bread and that’s a fact, I dropped that bag and get it back
That fake shit, man, get rid of that
? always in my pack and ain’t worry, bronem got my back
We ran it up, we got ‘em rad
That nigga cap he ain’t into that

He jumped, he jumped on the mic and rapped ‘bout motion
All that just a bluff
Nigga I done touched ? now I need more, that ain’t enough
Nigga actin’ like he big dog, know he just a pup
They be trying to hold you down, these niggas mad to see you up
He jumped, he jumped on the mic and rapped ‘bout motion
All that just a bluff
Nigga I done touched ? now I need more, that ain’t enough
Nigga actin’ like he big dog, know he just a pup
They be trying to hold you down, these niggas mad to see you up

Post Chorus: Luh Tyler
Yeah, nigga, they don’t wanna see you doin’ good
They ain’t believe, I knew I could
Run them bands up as I should
I roll exotic in the ‘Wood
That paper, know I’m runnin’ to it
Your ? through it
Yeah, niggas know how we do it

Chorus: Luh Tyler
He jumped, he jumped on the mic and rapped ‘bout motion
All that just a bluff
Nigga I done touched ? now I need more, that ain’t enough
Nigga actin’ like he big dog, know he just a pup
They be trying to hold you down, these niggas mad to see you up
Verse 3: DD Osama
Yeah, ayy, these niggas mad, they see you up
I done ran me up a big bag, but know that ain’t enough
Yeah, ayy, on bro, but know that ain’t enough
I did and probably fucked your bitch last night, that ho ain’t make me nut
Grrah, bang, bitch, like, what’s the word?
Me, Luh Tyler on the scene we? listening to Durk
I ain’t playin’ wit’ y’all, y’all lil’ boys don’t put in work
And I’m from that side of town where my niggas put shit on shirts
On bro, yeah, ayy, they like, “DD, chill”
Focus on your music, run up the bag ‘til you touch a mill’
I told ‘em, “It’s gon’ take a while,” but lately, it’s not stayin’ still
The numbers keep on rackin’ up, so now I want a new deal
On bro, bitch, and I don’t pop no pills
I just smoke that I can’t feel my face, like I don’t got a will
Like I don’t got a will, let’s go to the hills
Man, I’m tryna go to Cali’ and I’m tryna touch the mill’

Chorus: Luh Tyler
He jumped, he jumped on the mic and rapped ‘bout motion
All that just a bluff
Nigga I done touched ? now I need more, that ain’t enough
Nigga actin’ like he big dog, know he just a pup
They be trying to hold you down, these niggas mad to see you up
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DD Osama X HoodStarDotty X Yogii B – 3 Headed Goat (Official Video) Lyrics
Oh Oh oooh
(Where you at I’m in the mood)
(When I walk in the room)
Yo Heart Turn Me up Nigga
Yo Lucas You Heard

Verse 1: HoodStarDotty
Oh, where you at I’m in the mood
Baby hold me down, I be confused
Mama told me, better tie your shoes
Brodie did a hit, he on the news
And you know that we some loose screws
Fuck about me rapping I’ll boom
Told lil bro to keep his ratchet, we can’t lose
But let me tell you when I was young and we was in the park
Saw the Opps around the corner creeping through the dark (dark)
Me and Jason we was Wildin we ain’t have no knock
Told the Opps to come outside, they didn’t wanna play no ball
Whole gang we was deep, we was down the block
We was walking out the gym when I got that call (that call)
Seen the cops infront of your crib, that made my heart stop
That shit really left me deep, now I will never stop (woah)
Oh, where you at I’m in the mood
Baby hold me down, I be confused
Mama told me, better tie your shoes
Brodie did a hit, he on the news
And you know that we some loose screws
Fuck about me rapping I’ll boom
Told lil bro to keep his ratchet, we can’t lose
Verse 2:Yogii B
I lost a few brothers (woah)
I get sad when I see their mamas
Sometimes I can’t cope myself, like how the fuck they get caught slippin’ (slippin)
Like, why they wasn’t on they pivot
Don’t get mad cus you want it and I live it (and I live it)
It’s a few things wrong wit’ the trenches
Leave it up to me, ima fix it (imma fix it)
Ion wanna know what love mean (love mean)
Imma die alone in this shit
Seen a few schemes in the hood, that kept me alive til’ the age of 25
Look into her eyes, I see lies (lies)
These niggas bug me, they like dirty flies
And I hope you not telling business, between you and I
In my hood, it’s a eye for an eye
Momma I owe you a big house, with a lot

Hook: HoodStarDotty
Oh, where you at I’m in the mood
Baby hold me down, I be confused
Mama told me, better tie your shoes
Brodie did a hit, he on the news
And you know that we some loose screws
Fuck about me rapping I’ll boom
Told lil bro to keep his ratchet, we can’t lose
Verse 1: DD Osama
The lil circle I stay wit, no they don’t play about me (play about me)
Cuz they’ll let that heater blow and they’ll catch a body
Close that back door, can’t get snaked by nobody
Watch all your homies that tote on that glocky
I know a nigga that think he it but he not
He will tell you he love you, then give out the drop
And it’s crazy you told em come sleep at the spot
But he backdoored you when you ain’t have your knock

No, Noo, can’t believe my brother gone
I know I gotta stay strong
In the night I sleep alone
Reminiscing bout’ the old times, when it was me and lil Notti on the block
We was tryna catch a opp down them stairs wit’ a chop
And I told Notti throw, all you hear was a shot, BOW

Outro: HoodStarDotty
Oh, where you at I’m in the mood
Baby hold me down, I be confused
Mama told me, better tie your shoes
Brodie did a hit, he on the news
And you know that we some loose screws
Fuck about me rapping I’ll boom
Told lil bro to keep his ratchet, we can’t lose

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DD Osama – Upnow feat. Coi Leray (Official Video) Lyrics
I will never lie again (Ooh, ooh) (Grrah, grrah, like)
(Oi, Bullo)
‘Cuz you’ll always be my friend (you will always be)
(Yo, TJ)
I will never lie again (Ooh, ooh) (Grrah, grrah)
‘Cuz you’ll always be my friend (you will always be)
Like

Now that I’m up, I can say that I’m famous (On bro)
Hit the yams when I go on vacation (Like-)
Fly out the bros I love, you sanctioned
Shorty a stripper, she love how I spank it
In the club, all my drip is feelin’ like The Matrix (On bro)
I’m a superstar, fuck is you thinkin’, like (Damn)
Grrah, I’m a superstar, fuck is you thinkin’?
We all on the block, bitches shakin’ they ass (They ass)
She said, “DD, yeah, do it like that”
We all gettin’ lit, got the Casa’ and Henny (Grrah)
When the bitches off that, it get heavy
Slide in the Maybach swervin’ (Swerve)
In a passenger, shorty get nervous (Graah)
Told her be easy, might cop her a Birkin (I might)
Don’t you think, yeah, I’m workin’ (Oh, I’m workin’)

All my bad bitches to the right (To the-)
Like, all my gangster niggas to my left (On bro)
Do my lil’ dance, she love how I step (Step)
She said, “DD, you do it the best”, like
All my bad bitches to the right (Right, like)
Like, all my gangster niggas to my left
Do my lil’ dance, she love how I step (Damn)
She said, “DD, you do it the best”, like (Ayy, ayy)

Wait, no, I do it the best (Grrah)
He like the way that I fit in this dress (Grrah)
He wanna lick on the tats on my neck (Yeah)
He wanna the kitty, I’m making him beg (Uh)
I get bread
Bitches mad, give a fuck what they sayin’
Like, big trendsetter, you know I’m his fave
He ate my ass, why the fuck would you claim ‘em?
Aviani diamonds look like it’s rainin’ (It’s rainin’)
Like damn (Like damn)
I like when my nigga chase me
Lickin’ his fingers, he said that it’s tasty
See-through dress and it look like I’m naked (Look like I’m naked)
Diamonds on my fingers, thought I was taken
I got cash money, bitch, I feel like I’m Baby (Bitch, I’m-)
Yeah, all this cash on me, I feel like a baby (Uh, yeah)

All my bad bitches to the right
Like, all my gangster niggas to my left
Do my lil’ dance, she love how I step
She said, “DD, you do it the best”, like
All my bad bitches to the right (To the-)
Like, all my gangster niggas to my left (On bro)
Do my lil’ dance, she love how I step (Like, step)
She said, “DD, you do it the best” (Best, like)

Gettin’ money so fast, I’m feelin’ like Baby (On bro)
Got no time for niggas movin’ shady
Know couple niggas ain’t believe
Now I walk in the spot and I’m leavin’ with three (And I’m leavin’ with-)
And you know I’m screamin’, “Free 83” (Free 83)
Still stuck on a rock, I know we on BT (I know we on-)
Free Quan, free 30, free Keem
And it’s R.I.P. Notti, for him I’ma squeeze, graah
They say I be thuggin’ a lot (Grrah)
Yeah, they say I be buggin’ a lot (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Remember them times we was shakin’ a block
Me and Notti on hots tryna catch us a opp (Bow, bow)
Told her be easy, might cop her a Birkin (Like)
Don’t you think, yeah I’m workin’
I’m a superstar, fuck is you—
I’m a superstar, fuck is you thinkin’? (All my-)

All my bad bitches to the right (On bro)
Like, all my gangster niggas to my left (On bro)
Do my lil’ dance, she love how I step (Step)
She said, “DD, you do it the best”, like (Do it the-)
All my bad bitches to the right (Right)
Like, all my gangster niggas to my left (To my left)
Do my lil’ dance, she love how I step
She said, “DD, you do it the best”, like (On bro)
All my bad bitches to the right (Right)
Like, all my gangster niggas to my left (To my left)
Do my lil’ dance, she love how I step (Step)
She said, “DD, you do it the best”, like (Let’s play)
All my bad bitches to the right (To the-)
Like, all my gangster niggas to my left (To my left)
Do my lil’ dance, she love how I step (She love how I step)
She said, “DD, you do it the best” (Best, like)

I will never lie again (Ooh, ooh)
Like, said, “DD, you do it the best”
‘Cuz you’ll always be my friend (you will always be)
Graah, said, “DD—”
Like, graah
I will never lie again (Ooh, ooh)
Said, “DD, you do it the best”
‘Cuz you’ll always be my friend (you will always be)
Damn

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