Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 36 Oz., artist - Skeme. Date of issue: 02.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
36 Oz. |
| All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain |
| Now I need all thirty-six O’s out the whole thing |
| My watch be telling me I ain’t got time to play with hoes, man |
| All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain |
| Wake up in the morning feeling like we don’t deserve this |
| Once we get it started, ain’t no way you could reverse this |
| We do this for real, it ain’t no way to rehearse this |
| You play 'round with mine, I fuck around and get you murked, bitch |
| I used to flip them things and get that change up out 'em |
| Young nigga done got that change |
| But ain’t shit changed about him |
| I put my neck down on the line, got twenty chains around it |
| You ain’t talking 'bout no money, we don’t hear about it |
| Tell all your niggas we don’t need the convo |
| I’m a have twenty hoes twerk at the condo |
| I been riding since the summer of '87 |
| Crazy thing, I wasn’t born till the '9 0 |
| All of them years we was broke what I shine for |
| Got me separating zeros like grind for |
| I break a nine out the motherfucking brick with my eyes closed |
| All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain |
| Now I need all thirty-six O’s out the whole thing |
| My watch be telling me I ain’t got time to play with hoes, man |
| All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain |
| Wake up in the morning feeling like we don’t deserve this |
| Once we get it started, ain’t no way you could reverse this |
| We do this for real, it ain’t no way to rehearse this |
| You play 'round with mine, I fuck around and get you murked, bitch |
| Snitches get stitches |
| I feel like you niggas some fakes and some bitches |
| These niggas willl tell on they partners |
| Just hoping the judge give a break on the sentence |
| Hand on the wheel, I just handle my business |
| And I wish Dolla Bill was living to witness |
| The way this lil nigga done round up them digits |
| Man, I got that gift like it came with ribbon |
| I tell these liberty bitches that I ain’t switching |
| 'Less we talking 'bout switching positions |
| I turn the wood to the world for my niggas |
| I hope that shit did make a difference |
| They dodge a homie cause of codeine I’m sipping |
| These glasses, homie, gave me Cartier vision |
| They hating on me, faking on me, but still I ain’t tripping |
| All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain |
| Now I need all thirty-six O’s out the whole thing |
| My watch be telling me I ain’t got time to play with hoes, man |
| All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain |
| Wake up in the morning feeling like we don’t deserve this |
| Once we get it started, ain’t no way you could reverse this |
| We do this for real, it ain’t no way to rehearse this |
| You play 'round with mine, I fuck around and get you murked, bitch |
| I turn the wood to the world for my niggas |
| I turn the wood to the world for my niggas |
| I turn the wood to the world for my |
| Hope that shit did make a difference |
| All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain |
| Now I need all thirty-six O’s out the whole thing |
| My watch be telling me I ain’t got time to play with hoes, man |
| All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain |
| Wake up in the morning feeling like we don’t deserve this |
| Once we get it started, ain’t no way you could reverse this |
| We do this for real, it ain’t no way to rehearse this |
| You play 'round with mine, I fuck around and get you murked, bitch |