All day, each and every which way.
We spit flames,
Watching you with red eyes (Walk through the wire)
Follow you
Otis:
It's on you girl, it's all on you, girl!
It's
[Otis:]
Some cold shit
Never do they know shit about Bonez and
Wicked as I kick Wicked Wicked as I kick this
Die!
I was drunk
The party was on I'm feelin great
Lookin at
Irreversible pain when I came in the game
What it means
Otis:
Bullets fly just let me die
If I can't shoot and
Imagine this, Jamie was the girl she's all alone
On her
They call me Mr. Queeja Man master of the unseen
Otis:
Girl, I see you lookin' at me and
Fuckin' me with
(backwards talking)
Woke up again all alone.
Just me and my broken
Pray for your soul
And the demons asked me
What would your
Chorus x 2:
Right now - Sometimes the sun hits
Otis:
Everyday, my clique spray, we don't play
Keep it all time
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