paroles de chanson OB (feat. Marc E. Bassy) - Marc E. Bassy , Bobby Brackins

The baddest ob's imma need that
One that sips hen and asks where the trees at
Talk to your girlfriends, give 'em all feedback
Suckas fall in love, i can stay detached
Baby i'm on
Love my last song
Heard you fucked Nic and Marc to that song
Ima killa "Hey ma" come on
Real nigga fuck you with my pants on
And its a lot of things that we can do
We can mix my buddies and your crew
Mess with your girl on the side so i can not be surprised
When you're an OB, for my and my homies
Some things will never change, you know i can't complain about
OB's fuck me and my homies
Some things will never change, you'll always be our baby
OB yeah, just an OB
Yeah just an OB, You're just an OB
You're just a OB, you'all always be our baby
Been thinkin bout you lately, thinkin bout your homegirl lately
And i'm about to pop off, no safety
I'm thinkin bout the dome you gave me
And i heard, its a lol birdie round town
Said take you home, get the dome, you go down
You like us, i know now
Make us bust a 4 pound
And its a lot of things that we can do, we can mix my buddies and your crew
Mess with your girl on the side, So i can not be Surprised when youre a
OB, for me and my homies
Some things will never change. you know i cant complain
OB's, fuck me and my homies, some things will never change. you'll always be our baby
OB, Yeah just a OB yea, you're just a OB

Yeah, just a OB, you're just a OB
You'll always be our baby