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OG Jonah - One Umbrella (feat. Kuzi Cee) Lyrics



OG Jonah - One Umbrella (feat. Kuzi Cee) Lyrics




Baby Girl
I don't know how to sing
I just hop up on the mic and I
I do my thing
In the sheets legs vibrating like a phone ring
No masquerading baby
This the real thing
Certain no maybe
This ain't no fling
Your friends ain't got to like me
But you still wifey
Putting checks on our bucket list like Nike
Cold nigga I'm a get your ring finger icy

Never thought that I would feel like this
Off one kiss
Other girls they ain't piss
No time for them but I got bands on my wrist
The feeling is bliss
Turn you to a misses from miss
Your parents love me
They know I'm legit
They watching my clips
They see the way I look at your lips
Baby baby if I'm broke or rich
You still my chick
One day you gonna have my kids
They say OG got no feelings
From all my drug dealings
Beefing with plugs off of me made millions
Now the top peel back
I still count racks
Still got homies running in and out the trap
Producer overseas just sent me another pack
Put it into logic
You know its gonna slap
Make a banger while my baby rubbing on my back
With me through the raid
My baby she didn't crack
Looked into your eyes
Had to hold you down
You wasn't no clown
Couldn't pass you round

You what I been looking for
Keep it classy not a hoe
I won't let you out the door
No no no no
You who every nigga want
Girl you earned the right to flaunt
Bold like the font
I won't ever let you go
You what I been looking for
Keep it classy not a hoe
I won't let you out the door
No no no no
You who every nigga want
Girl you earned the right to flaunt
Bold like the font
I won't ever let you go

Baby Girl
I don't know how to sing
I just hop up on the mic and I
I do my thing
In the sheets legs vibrating like a phone ring
No masquerading baby
This the real thing
Certain no maybe
This ain't no fling
Your friends ain't got to like me
But you still wifey
Putting checks on our bucket list like Nike
Cold nigga I'm a get your ring finger icy

I've been tripping because I didn't even notice yeah
Road to riches I was trying to keep focused yeah
Arms wide open matched with the look in your eyes
I like that
Wrist stay frozen Mike Amiri jeans on your thighs
You like that
Yeah she like that
I took her to the store to explore where the spice at
Ain't got it check the fee just to see that I like that
Bad lil vibe had to beat it no Mike Jack
If she got a problem I dissolve it from top to bottom
But she stole my heart
Nowadays I call her Robin
If she my sidekick I guess I'm the boy from Gotham
I can't complain Bruce Wayne all the way
I pay for anything
21 questions that's 21 lessons
That say you a blessing
I'm thinking that you is a present
I'm guessing from heaven
That's my new premonition
Explains why all the time you
Match my ambition
I'm loving your presence
Sometimes my heart be skipping a second
From missing your essence
And not its not depression
Its just that everything about you is so profession
You put a smile on my face when you send a message

You what I been looking for
Keep it classy not a hoe
I won't let you out the door
No no no no
You who every nigga want
Girl you earned the right to flaunt
Bold like the font
I won't ever let you go
You what I been looking for
Keep it classy not a hoe
I won't let you out the door
No no no no
You who every nigga want
Girl you earned the right to flaunt
Bold like the font
I won't ever let you go

Baby Girl
I don't know how to sing
I just hop up on the mic and I
I do my thing
In the sheets legs vibrating like a phone ring
No masquerading baby
This the real thing
Certain no maybe
This ain't no fling
Your friends ain't got to like me
But you still wifey
Putting checks on our bucket list like Nike
Cold nigga I'm a get your ring finger icy
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Baby Girl
I don't know how to sing
I just hop up on the mic and I
I do my thing
In the sheets legs vibrating like a phone ring
No masquerading baby
This the real thing
Certain no maybe
This ain't no fling
Your friends ain't got to like me
But you still wifey
Putting checks on our bucket list like Nike
Cold nigga I'm a get your ring finger icy

Never thought that I would feel like this
Off one kiss
Other girls they ain't piss
No time for them but I got bands on my wrist
The feeling is bliss
Turn you to a misses from miss
Your parents love me
They know I'm legit
They watching my clips
They see the way I look at your lips
Baby baby if I'm broke or rich
You still my chick
One day you gonna have my kids
They say OG got no feelings
From all my drug dealings
Beefing with plugs off of me made millions
Now the top peel back
I still count racks
Still got homies running in and out the trap
Producer overseas just sent me another pack
Put it into logic
You know its gonna slap
Make a banger while my baby rubbing on my back
With me through the raid
My baby she didn't crack
Looked into your eyes
Had to hold you down
You wasn't no clown
Couldn't pass you round

You what I been looking for
Keep it classy not a hoe
I won't let you out the door
No no no no
You who every nigga want
Girl you earned the right to flaunt
Bold like the font
I won't ever let you go
You what I been looking for
Keep it classy not a hoe
I won't let you out the door
No no no no
You who every nigga want
Girl you earned the right to flaunt
Bold like the font
I won't ever let you go

Baby Girl
I don't know how to sing
I just hop up on the mic and I
I do my thing
In the sheets legs vibrating like a phone ring
No masquerading baby
This the real thing
Certain no maybe
This ain't no fling
Your friends ain't got to like me
But you still wifey
Putting checks on our bucket list like Nike
Cold nigga I'm a get your ring finger icy

I've been tripping because I didn't even notice yeah
Road to riches I was trying to keep focused yeah
Arms wide open matched with the look in your eyes
I like that
Wrist stay frozen Mike Amiri jeans on your thighs
You like that
Yeah she like that
I took her to the store to explore where the spice at
Ain't got it check the fee just to see that I like that
Bad lil vibe had to beat it no Mike Jack
If she got a problem I dissolve it from top to bottom
But she stole my heart
Nowadays I call her Robin
If she my sidekick I guess I'm the boy from Gotham
I can't complain Bruce Wayne all the way
I pay for anything
21 questions that's 21 lessons
That say you a blessing
I'm thinking that you is a present
I'm guessing from heaven
That's my new premonition
Explains why all the time you
Match my ambition
I'm loving your presence
Sometimes my heart be skipping a second
From missing your essence
And not its not depression
Its just that everything about you is so profession
You put a smile on my face when you send a message

You what I been looking for
Keep it classy not a hoe
I won't let you out the door
No no no no
You who every nigga want
Girl you earned the right to flaunt
Bold like the font
I won't ever let you go
You what I been looking for
Keep it classy not a hoe
I won't let you out the door
No no no no
You who every nigga want
Girl you earned the right to flaunt
Bold like the font
I won't ever let you go

Baby Girl
I don't know how to sing
I just hop up on the mic and I
I do my thing
In the sheets legs vibrating like a phone ring
No masquerading baby
This the real thing
Certain no maybe
This ain't no fling
Your friends ain't got to like me
But you still wifey
Putting checks on our bucket list like Nike
Cold nigga I'm a get your ring finger icy
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Writer: Clinton Jonah
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OG Jonah - One Umbrella (feat. Kuzi Cee) Video
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Performed By: OG Jonah
Language: English
Length: 3:39
Written by: Clinton Jonah

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