LYRICS.AZ APPLICATION

Download from Apple Store
Download from Google Play

SIIRO - YoungOJGotCokeInMyGlove lyrics

[Verse 1: Alex Davis]
Made ya knees weak when I stepped in the club
Came through clean with the coconut jug
Fred Flinstone with the dinosaur rug
Young OJ, got coke in my glove
Smile on ya face. What you think? sh** coo?
Tryna be a pimp, what you think? It's rules
Like don't pluck a chickenhead out her f**ing coupe
And never tell a soul where you hid that loot
You clones need to find a new move
Full flask of the 'tron in my blue suit
Kobe to the team
Y'all having phobias it seems
Cause the game on the line but who shoot: few
Better watch who you n***as call God
Babe on my nuts like a ballpark
Friends can transform like the all spark
Murk you and send your mama a hallmark
Joint looking like it's the hat of the pope
Vincent my vision. How high can i go?
Trip with four hoes, come down real slow
Cop me some shrooms now I'm trippin some more
Pimp with the walk and a limp in my stroll
Scottie 2 Hottie, so Pippen my flow
n***as get cocky.. hold on to yo soul
Cause bodies go Pauly, wash up on the shore

[Hook: Alex Davis]
Made ya knees weak when I stepped in the club
Came through clean with the coconut jug
Fred flinstone wit da dinosaur rug
Young OJ, got coke in my glove

Young OJ, got coke in my glove
Young OJ, got coke in my glove
Made ya knees weak when I stepped in the club
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/siiro/-/youngojgotcokeinmyglove.html]
Young OJ, got coke in my glove

[Bridge: Alex Davis]
I got some c**aine in my glove compartment
And there's a fed behind me
So I hope he don't turn his siren on
Or ima have to catch a body

[Verse 2: Alex Davis]
You know I'm vibing, I'm chilling, I'm high on the mic
Orenthal, need white white white
Siked to die, this life my plight
Bad a** b**h with wide a** thighs
Sprite with grape and blunts that tight
High a** stakes, and nightly vibes
Internet thug but in person they mimes
I jus be buzzed as lowkey as some flies
Til I bust back
Cut that sh** out
Shots out of the f**ing cutla**
Got some broads
And my name they all call
Fight eachother for my balls like them hoes playing touchback
I keep it down to business
Ain't a fan of simping
And simply put ya mannerisms (are) motherf**ing suspect
Such acting you do
Cuz you're average my dude
And three hoes in your crew got a mustache

[Outro]
Polo, in the club with my club
Bronco, 24's with the dubs
Y'all local, hella sod' in your cut
I'm in SoCal with the coke in my glove
Coke in my glove, young OJ got coke in my glove
Got coke in my glove, young OJ

Correct these Lyrics