Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song OG Beeper, artist - A$AP Rocky. Date of issue: 24.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
OG Beeper |
| Uh, posted on the corner like a trapper, uh |
| Why he move his hands all around like a rapper, uh? |
| Why he move his pants up and down like a scrapper, uh? |
| (Testing, testing, uh-huh, listen) |
| My whole life I just wanted to be a rapper |
| Then I grew’d and the boy became a rapper |
| And my older sister made me wear the golden wrapper |
| She said «watch out, 'cause you know the hoes will trap ya» |
| To the block—to—to—to—to—to the block |
| (Don't know why, ay, ay, ay) |
| To the block—to—to—to—to—to the block |
| (Why, ay, why, ay, why, why, why, why, ay) |
| Got my first pager, that was 1998 |
| Sneaking, talking to my girlfriend way up late (hello) |
| Mama on the mothafuckin' line, boy you cray |
| I was trapping since a young nigga by the way |
| Back, way back then, boy, I was a different dude (dude) |
| Standing at the corner like I ain’t got shit to do (do) |
| Nowadays (uh-huh) feelin' like I ain’t got shit to prove (prove) |
| All the beefers lookin' miniscule (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| And I modelled Dior, but I’m still a rapper (yeah) |
| Took a little detour, but I’m still a rapper (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Used to be d-boy but I’m still a rapper |
| My whole life I was livin' like a trapper (trapper) |
| Shacked next to Casanova, locked up on the island |
| I don’t brag about it 'cause it never really matter |
| I would never go back, don’t hold back |
| Just shine my golden teeth |
| Just throw my dubs sack, that boof pack |
| That specimen, I could beef with OG beepers, nigga |
| (Woah) |
| Posted on the corner like a trapper, uh |
| Why he move his hands all around like a rapper, uh |
| Why he move his pants up and down like a scrapper, uh |
| All I ever wanted was some money and some jewels (jewels) |
| Pray my YouTube reach a hundred million views (million) |
| Pray I make a little extra cash for my dues (dues) |
| Like all she ever wanted was some ass for her boo |
| Sneaking, uh, why she freak you (freaky), uh, why she geeking |
| Uh, when she see me (see me), why she kinky, uh |
| Why she wanna be my— |
| Twenty years later and God still ain’t make no errors (make it) |
| You could be authentic, it’s just living trial and error (you gotta take it) |
| Sitting in the cell, just from snitching on your cello-phone |
| But cozy beeper, all I needed (hello) |
| OG beeper, all I needed (hello) |
| My whole life I just wanted to be that nigga (nigga) |
| Then my ex hoes, they was turning into stripper (bitch) |
| Then the whole time they was fucking other nigga (what) |
| I paid no mind, fuck them other niggas (fuck 'em) |