Project Pat, Young Dolph, Cap-1 - Them O’s lyrics
[Project Pat, Young Dolph, Cap-1 - Them O’s lyrics]
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
Break a whole thing down to o-o's
Pull up on and serve yo ass on the low, low
Too many hustle
Too much money for me to go broke
Put on that mask and put
Them 40s to your throat, throat
Came up in the struggle, some niggas rob
Some niggas hustle
Don't go always selling stuff
Use your brain that's your muscle
Think about paper, fuck the rest
Get your cheese, fuck the stress
Open ya door you got money he gonna pass
That gas straight from northern Cali
Came up serving beans in the alley
Pull up in foreign whips at the palace
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I came up off them o's, uh
Good weed is all I smoke, uh
Hit it twice you gonna choke, uh
Stuff it down your bitch throat
'til that bitch choke
I ain't never had shit
Had to learn how to hustle
Went and got a plug
And took all of them nigga customers
I got strong, I got the bitch
Fuck all the rest
And then trap with the Tech
Took all their customers ran up a check
My shit the strongest, no flex
Sold your bitch a half ounce
Got some head but no sex
Gold Rollie, gold cubes
They ask me how I do it
Nigga you must be stupid
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
Break a brick into a 36
Break a pound down to 16
Bust a pint into a 16
Water whippin' get to serving fiends
700 for a pair of jeans
1000 dollars for a pair of sneakers
Phone ringing, I got ounce plays
Trap bucking I might need a beeper
Monday night I'ma be in Magic City
Got a had to ship it
I been feeling like T-Pain
Fuck around and fell in love with strippers
Walk around in my cavalli slippers only
Quarter million off of baby bottles
By the summer time I'm getting a new Gallardo
Everything I put on
Just to think I started from a 20 in it
Then I doubled up and got a 63
And a 9 piece then I have a cake
Then I hit that bitch up with the icy talk
Made her stand tall like Empire State
Got your bitch crawling by the fireplace
Got these niggas calling me
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
Break a whole thing down to o-o's
Pull up on and serve yo ass on the low, low
Too many hustle
Too much money for me to go broke
Put on that mask and put
Them 40s to your throat, throat
Came up in the struggle, some niggas rob
Some niggas hustle
Don't go always selling stuff
Use your brain that's your muscle
Think about paper, fuck the rest
Get your cheese, fuck the stress
Open ya door you got money he gonna pass
That gas straight from northern Cali
Came up serving beans in the alley
Pull up in foreign whips at the palace
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I came up off them o's, uh
Good weed is all I smoke, uh
Hit it twice you gonna choke, uh
Stuff it down your bitch throat
'til that bitch choke
I ain't never had shit
Had to learn how to hustle
Went and got a plug
And took all of them nigga customers
I got strong, I got the bitch
Fuck all the rest
And then trap with the Tech
Took all their customers ran up a check
My shit the strongest, no flex
Sold your bitch a half ounce
Got some head but no sex
Gold Rollie, gold cubes
They ask me how I do it
Nigga you must be stupid
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
Break a brick into a 36
Break a pound down to 16
Bust a pint into a 16
Water whippin' get to serving fiends
700 for a pair of jeans
1000 dollars for a pair of sneakers
Phone ringing, I got ounce plays
Trap bucking I might need a beeper
Monday night I'ma be in Magic City
Got a had to ship it
I been feeling like T-Pain
Fuck around and fell in love with strippers
Walk around in my cavalli slippers only
Quarter million off of baby bottles
By the summer time I'm getting a new Gallardo
Everything I put on
Just to think I started from a 20 in it
Then I doubled up and got a 63
And a 9 piece then I have a cake
Then I hit that bitch up with the icy talk
Made her stand tall like Empire State
Got your bitch crawling by the fireplace
Got these niggas calling me
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's