Olay

We t'd (aye!)
We deep (okay!)
It's beef (spray!)
I'mma paint her face like Olay

Can't fuck with this shit, oi vey
Was tired of havin no cake
Takin days off? Nigga no days
Can't be no sucka no way
And I know that it ain't no race
But I still had to pick up the pace
Blowin on somethin stronger than mace
I'm geeked you can see it in my face
I always feel like I'm too real
It was me and two of my brothers, you can say I'm trill
All in yo residence on that evil shit no Jill
Been done with high school sports but a nigga in the field

We t'd (aye!)
We deep (okay!)
It's beef (spray!)
I'mma paint her face like Olay

I want the funds I want all the racks
Rollin two woods I double the backs
And if I hit once I'm doubling back
You know Imma stunt don't know how to act
No longer a game but you still playin checkers
You beg for the pussy I ain't fenna pest her
Sip yellow and red that's Cyrax and Sektor
Fuck talkin let's do it I don't need a lecture
Clean nigga but like Oscar I'm gettin trashed
Balmain jeans but the boxers is where it's stashed
You gone see a nigga guapped up gettin cashed
Kickin shit like soccer do the dash

We t'd (aye!)
We deep (okay!)
It's beef (spray!)
I'mma paint her face like Olay



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Writer(s): Ng Hundo
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