Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Have Nots, artist - Oz SparxDate of issue: 30.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Have Nots |
| Drum Dummie |
| Man, take that bitch back to the tippy top |
| I mean like all the way to the top |
| Talk my shit |
| Oh, oh |
| Haha, oh |
| Mook got the keys jumpin' |
| You was still in class and I was skippin', sellin' crack rock |
| Glocky and the mask and we was spinnin' right on back blocks |
| I rep 1600, all my niggas was some have nots |
| You know how we comin', don’t start runnin', catch a back shot |
| You was still in class and I was skippin', sellin' crack rock |
| Glocky and the mask and we was spinnin' right on back blocks |
| I rep 1600, all my niggas was some have nots |
| You know how we comin', don’t start runnin', catch a back shot |
| Told my niggas I’m gon' get that bag and I’ma fuck it up |
| Told my niggas I’m gon' get that bag and I’ma run it up |
| All these niggas hatin' and they mad 'cause they can’t fuck with us |
| Pretty bitches, fuck 'em from the back, swear they in love with us |
| Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah |
| Yeah, I know you see me creepin' with that po-o-ole |
| Got some weapons, Smith & Wesson, let it go-o-o |
| And detectives askin' questions, I don’t kno-o-ow |
| Every time a nigga stressin', pour a fo-o-our |
| We been leanin' off them drugs, you know we gon' live it up |
| I swear we can’t get enough, wrong move, we stick 'em up |
| Tell a nigga give it up, you know we gon' hit him up |
| You was still in class and I was skippin', sellin' crack rock |
| Glocky and the mask and we was spinnin' right on back blocks |
| I rep 1600, all my niggas was some have nots |
| You know how we comin', don’t start runnin', catch a back shot |
| You was still in class and I was skippin', sellin' crack rock |
| Glocky and the mask and we was spinnin' right on back blocks |
| I rep 1600, all my niggas was some have nots |
| You know how we comin', don’t start runnin', catch a back shot |
| You know how we comin', don’t start runnin', catch a head shot |
| Hidin' in the dark, so I’m gon' spot him with this red dot |
| Yellow tape his block, them niggas sick, I know that bread stopped |
| Hidin' from thee cops 'cause every move we make, the feds watch |
| If I told you I shot, would you believe me? |
| You would cherish what you got and don’t believe me |
| I put a nigga in a box just like a TV |
| My middle finger to the opps, them niggas sneaky |
| I gotta give it all I got, it won’t be easy |
| She wanna grant me all my wishes like a genie |
| I put a body on the wall just like graffiti |
| And I got shawty drippin' all this water like it’s Fiji |
| And shawty, all you gotta do is call me if you need me |
| And I’ve been gettin' bucks just like Milwaukee, do you see me? |
| Now I got my neck on Mr. Frosty, lookin' freezy |
| Bitches lookin' salty, when you saw me, you was devious |
| You was still in class and I was skippin', sellin' crack rock |
| Glocky and the mask and we was spinnin' right on back blocks |
| I rep 1600, all my niggas was some have nots |
| You know how we comin', don’t start runnin', catch a back shot |
| You was still in class and I was skippin', sellin' crack rock |
| Glocky and the mask and we was spinnin' right on back blocks |
| I rep 1600, all my niggas was some have nots |
| You know how we comin', don’t start runnin', catch a back shot |