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TOO SICK Video (MV)




Performed By: Owen Cain
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Owen Cain




Owen Cain - TOO SICK Lyrics
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Too lit, too cool for the percentage of
Earnings maybe I'll invest
She put my face in her breast
Tittys big Im so obsessed, now I got a move, so let me walk you out
You'll be back tomorrow, baby don't you pout
I come from the future, but I'm going back
Never, ever, ever gonna be coming last
Tweaking, yeah you tweaking like a f*cking spaz
This what you gon' hear from me, yeah, this your last
Last words, but you can't go backwards when you can't get your password
They don't make this song for fun on the mountain top, No splinter like master
That hurts, get mad hurt, she gon' get mad after
Bad bitch, mine badder, sad life, yo sadder
Crazy battle rapper, don't care if she married, I'm a tap her
Suit up now, I'm dapper, strike myself with lightning to go faster
Can't believe I had her, memory not captured
I go up to Saturn, don't forget my blaster
Can't forget my blaster, don't forget the blaster
Now you know I had ya, now you know I had ya
This a f*cking flow change, y'all you gotta listen
Hope you love or hate it, either way you gonna change ya
Too lit, too cool for the percentage of earnings, maybe I'll invest
She put my face in her breast, titties big, I'm so obsessed
Now I gotta move, so let me walk you out
You'll be back tomorrow, baby, you'll be back tomorrow
Maybe I'll invest
Walk you out, you'll be back tomorrow
You'll be back tomorrow, baby
You'll be back tomorrow
You'll be back tomorrow
You'll be back tomorrow
You'll be back tomorrow
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Too lit, too cool for the percentage of
Earnings maybe I'll invest
She put my face in her breast
Tittys big Im so obsessed, now I got a move, so let me walk you out
You'll be back tomorrow, baby don't you pout
I come from the future, but I'm going back
Never, ever, ever gonna be coming last
Tweaking, yeah you tweaking like a f*cking spaz
This what you gon' hear from me, yeah, this your last
Last words, but you can't go backwards when you can't get your password
They don't make this song for fun on the mountain top, No splinter like master
That hurts, get mad hurt, she gon' get mad after
Bad bitch, mine badder, sad life, yo sadder
Crazy battle rapper, don't care if she married, I'm a tap her
Suit up now, I'm dapper, strike myself with lightning to go faster
Can't believe I had her, memory not captured
I go up to Saturn, don't forget my blaster
Can't forget my blaster, don't forget the blaster
Now you know I had ya, now you know I had ya
This a f*cking flow change, y'all you gotta listen
Hope you love or hate it, either way you gonna change ya
Too lit, too cool for the percentage of earnings, maybe I'll invest
She put my face in her breast, titties big, I'm so obsessed
Now I gotta move, so let me walk you out
You'll be back tomorrow, baby, you'll be back tomorrow
Maybe I'll invest
Walk you out, you'll be back tomorrow
You'll be back tomorrow, baby
You'll be back tomorrow
You'll be back tomorrow
You'll be back tomorrow
You'll be back tomorrow
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