Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Okie Dokie, artist - Brian MarcDate of issue: 08.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Okie Dokie |
| Loud mouth here you but i dont know what you’re talking about |
| Okie dokie bro oh oh okie dokie bro |
| Sad face homie why you so damn made for |
| What you smoking on, what what what you smoking on |
| New shit |
| And you can wear it if the shoe fits |
| It made my tooth ache looking at your loose lips |
| It made my head shake |
| Talking bout money |
| Shit sound funny when i know you’re working two gigs |
| Who you tryna impress |
| Good for you you got new kicks |
| I can see you need a new whip |
| I can see you got a new girl |
| She ain’t as bad as the old chick |
| I prefer the one from 06 |
| That was way back |
| You must have been asleep |
| We were touching in the jeep |
| There was such an energy |
| She ain’t never had love |
| I would give her mad love |
| She would give me mad ____ |
| She woyld give me mad ____ |
| She would give me mad ____ |
| I dont talk to her now though |
| Like i dont talk to pilice |
| If youre talking about small shit |
| You ain’t talking about me |
| Loud mouth here you but i dont know what you’re talking about |
| Okie dokie bro oh oh okie dokie bro |
| Sad face homie why you so damn made for |
| What you smoking on, what what what you smoking on |
| Ayo i ran out of weed |
| My mans down the street |
| I gotta pay him friday for a pound of some tree |
| I never ran out in my life |
| I would stand out with my hand out with my wife |
| If i ever needed weed please burn a leaf for me |
| Just so i can breathe |
| I can leave the scene with a dream on my mind to be a king of my prime |
| All that i see with my eyes could really be a disguise |
| Im in the street with my gods |
| You on the beat with them lies |
| I could be making way more money on the street whipping pies |
| Instead im shaking all the haters make you make up your mind |
| With all the makeup on your face but you just wasting your time |
| And mind is such a terrible thing so why you wasting mine |
| Look im pushing through the hood bulletproof |
| Hooded too |
| Balling like john wooden do |
| Purple nights like shug and snoop |
| Wanted like i could move |
| All i could do was look at you |
| Loud mouth here you but i dont know what you’re talking about |
| Okie dokie bro oh oh okie dokie bro |
| Sad face homie why you so damn made for |
| What you smoking on, what what what you smoking on |
| Check me out like a book, im cooped up in this house |
| Im uncle luke step off the stoop ma dukes won’t let me out |
| Its been a minute since the days still stuck in my ways |
| My hair locked up but ive been doing this shit since i had waves |
| Ain’t nothing new i went to school |
| I did bout one year and a half and i got right back in that money |
| Gotta do what work for you but ima work for me |
| You clocking moves your pockets hurt but mine are hercules |
| Think about yourself first, do for your fam |
| Repeat that shit until youre in a hearse |
| I got too much game to fit it all in a verse |
| Theres infinite universes where everyones bitches twerkin |
| Loud mouth here you but i dont know what you’re talking about |
| Okie dokie bro oh oh okie dokie bro |
| Sad face homie why you so damn made for |
| What you smoking on, what what what you smoking on |