We ain't talked in a long time
I just wanna let you know that I'm all fine
Ice got a nigga cold in the sunshine
I ain't f*cked you in a long time
I'm on the road doin' shows now
Lotta shit back in yeen' know now
Took you niggas from the block they servin' dope now
Ex-bitch call my phone, what you want now?
Girl, you got a nigga twitchin' like a door lock
When you suckin' on that dick use some more slob
She on bean pies lookin' like a Muslim
Get her cream pied then a nigga zoom-zoom
Rich dick nigga tryna f*ck Oprah
Loose change piled up like okra
Ridin' through Oakland City like I'm Frozone
All these diamonds on my neck, bitch, I'm froze up
Quantez pourin' fours in his soda
Like it 2012, hit him with the hold on
He go sideways by me, seen a nigga ho
In a cul-de-sac nigga doin' donuts
He gon' spin the V12, nigga, throwed
Buncha' double C's all on the floor
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
But I'm on fire
But I'm on fire
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Oakland City train station where I hopped off
1095 Osborne roaches on the wall
We get T3 itty-bitty that my f*ckin' bro
Bitch-niggas all ties this off of the roll
Don't wanna see me on the TV they gon' cut it off
He a whole chicken nigga, he ain't cut at all
Stack that money for my kids, I can't f*ck it all
Nigga keep that in the room, he won't bug at all
To my two sons
I ain't home 'cause I'm runnin' up that munyun
Run it up 'til a nigga caught a bunion
I just came off the block servin' onions
I just seen a J, gave that nigga five hundred
It was sad 'cause the nigga thought I tried to harm him
Nigga tried to rob me and I disarmed him
Don't be a menace, nigga, A-Town stomped em
Niggas doin' drive-by's like it's f*ckin' Compton
Switches out the Raq make his car do hydraulics
Say you had my back, pussy-boy you need to stop it
Every plea that you see, boy you gon' cop it
Chassidy want the AMG, go cop it
Don't play with me if you won't play with her, ho stop it
He got robbed sellin' P's, made no profit
Got a bitch on her knees left with no knowledge
1095 Osborne
1095 Osborne
Ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
1095 Osborne St Video (MV)
Performed By: SahBabii
From Album: Saaheem
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: Amman Nurani, Dilip Venkatesh, Graham Johnson, Saaheem Valdery
Year: 2024
SahBabii - 1095 Osborne St Lyrics
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We ain't talked in a long time
I just wanna let you know that I'm all fine
Ice got a nigga cold in the sunshine
I ain't f*cked you in a long time
I'm on the road doin' shows now
Lotta shit back in yeen' know now
Took you niggas from the block they servin' dope now
Ex-bitch call my phone, what you want now?
Girl, you got a nigga twitchin' like a door lock
When you suckin' on that dick use some more slob
She on bean pies lookin' like a Muslim
Get her cream pied then a nigga zoom-zoom
Rich dick nigga tryna f*ck Oprah
Loose change piled up like okra
Ridin' through Oakland City like I'm Frozone
All these diamonds on my neck, bitch, I'm froze up
Quantez pourin' fours in his soda
Like it 2012, hit him with the hold on
He go sideways by me, seen a nigga ho
In a cul-de-sac nigga doin' donuts
He gon' spin the V12, nigga, throwed
Buncha' double C's all on the floor
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
But I'm on fire
But I'm on fire
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Oakland City train station where I hopped off
1095 Osborne roaches on the wall
We get T3 itty-bitty that my f*ckin' bro
Bitch-niggas all ties this off of the roll
Don't wanna see me on the TV they gon' cut it off
He a whole chicken nigga, he ain't cut at all
Stack that money for my kids, I can't f*ck it all
Nigga keep that in the room, he won't bug at all
To my two sons
I ain't home 'cause I'm runnin' up that munyun
Run it up 'til a nigga caught a bunion
I just came off the block servin' onions
I just seen a J, gave that nigga five hundred
It was sad 'cause the nigga thought I tried to harm him
Nigga tried to rob me and I disarmed him
Don't be a menace, nigga, A-Town stomped em
Niggas doin' drive-by's like it's f*ckin' Compton
Switches out the Raq make his car do hydraulics
Say you had my back, pussy-boy you need to stop it
Every plea that you see, boy you gon' cop it
Chassidy want the AMG, go cop it
Don't play with me if you won't play with her, ho stop it
He got robbed sellin' P's, made no profit
Got a bitch on her knees left with no knowledge
1095 Osborne
1095 Osborne
Ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
I just wanna let you know that I'm all fine
Ice got a nigga cold in the sunshine
I ain't f*cked you in a long time
I'm on the road doin' shows now
Lotta shit back in yeen' know now
Took you niggas from the block they servin' dope now
Ex-bitch call my phone, what you want now?
Girl, you got a nigga twitchin' like a door lock
When you suckin' on that dick use some more slob
She on bean pies lookin' like a Muslim
Get her cream pied then a nigga zoom-zoom
Rich dick nigga tryna f*ck Oprah
Loose change piled up like okra
Ridin' through Oakland City like I'm Frozone
All these diamonds on my neck, bitch, I'm froze up
Quantez pourin' fours in his soda
Like it 2012, hit him with the hold on
He go sideways by me, seen a nigga ho
In a cul-de-sac nigga doin' donuts
He gon' spin the V12, nigga, throwed
Buncha' double C's all on the floor
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
But I'm on fire
But I'm on fire
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Oakland City train station where I hopped off
1095 Osborne roaches on the wall
We get T3 itty-bitty that my f*ckin' bro
Bitch-niggas all ties this off of the roll
Don't wanna see me on the TV they gon' cut it off
He a whole chicken nigga, he ain't cut at all
Stack that money for my kids, I can't f*ck it all
Nigga keep that in the room, he won't bug at all
To my two sons
I ain't home 'cause I'm runnin' up that munyun
Run it up 'til a nigga caught a bunion
I just came off the block servin' onions
I just seen a J, gave that nigga five hundred
It was sad 'cause the nigga thought I tried to harm him
Nigga tried to rob me and I disarmed him
Don't be a menace, nigga, A-Town stomped em
Niggas doin' drive-by's like it's f*ckin' Compton
Switches out the Raq make his car do hydraulics
Say you had my back, pussy-boy you need to stop it
Every plea that you see, boy you gon' cop it
Chassidy want the AMG, go cop it
Don't play with me if you won't play with her, ho stop it
He got robbed sellin' P's, made no profit
Got a bitch on her knees left with no knowledge
1095 Osborne
1095 Osborne
Ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Writer: Amman Nurani, Dilip Venkatesh, Graham Johnson, Saaheem Valdery
Copyright: Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc.
