Testo Long Live Notti - DD Osama
Testo della canzone Long Live Notti (DD Osama), tratta dall'album Long Live Notti
Know true love ain't easy, ain't easy (grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
And girl, I know it's you 'cause you complete me (suck my dick, suck my dick, grrah)
And I just don't want you leavin' (it's that Notti nigga)
Even though I give you reasons (5ive Music) (I miss you my mama)
'Cause baby, sometimes (grrah, grrah, boom)
They like, "Notti, keep rappin', you different"
They said, "Stay out the streets" but I wouldn't
You was droppin' my O, you went missin' (okay)
Tell momma I got it, yeah, I'm movin' different (grrah, grrah)
Swear to God, edai shit, gettin' better (okay)
I know DD, he riding forever (forever)
If I call up Mel, he gon' slide with Beretta (grrah, grrah)
Got a .30, that's under my sweater
Big DD demon, just spin any weather (any weather)
Got a baddie who shake on the blick (on the blick)
He tried to run, but these bullets too quick (too quick)
Like, bitch, I'm the devil who taking that trip (that trip)
DD nervous 'cause he taking that risk (that risk)
DDot in love, really buggin' that whip (that whip)
They like, "Notti be buggin' tryna make a spliff"
Try to run up, on bro, you get hit
They like, "Notti, keep rappin', you different"
They said, "Stay out the streets" but I wouldn't (legend)
You was droppin' my O, you went missin'
Tell momma I got it, yeah, I'm movin' different
Swear to God, edai shit, gettin' better (I wouldn't)
I know DD, he riding forever
If I call up Mel, he gon' slide with Beretta (grrah, grrah)
Got a .30, that's under my sweater
On the block with the knock in my pocket (God-damn)
Shorty, she shake it, she love how I rock it
Like a pocket rocket to your noggin' (grrah)
Gotti gon' hit you, and it ain't no stoppin' (grrah, grrah)
Lil' opp thot suckin' me up
Dolo got booked, shit fuckin' me up
DD told me, "Mel, just chill"
We gon' catch him when we on a drill (grrah)
I'm a demon when I'm in the field
Two Woo-K, yeah, that's how I feel (go, go)
They saw me runnin' away
Don't run up, get shot in ya face (okay)
Since the third, I was lookin' for Kay
I spot 'em, I got 'em, punch him in his face
(Grrah, grrah, I spot 'em, I got 'em, punch him in his face) (go, go)
They like, "Notti, keep rappin', you different"
They said, "Stay out the streets" but I wouldn't
You was droppin' my O, you went missin' (okay)
Tell mama I got it, yeah, I'm movin' different (grrah, grrah)
Swear to God, edai shit, gettin' better (okay)
I know DD, he riding forever (I know)
If I call up Mel, he gon' slide with Beretta (grrah, grrah)
Got a .30, that's under my sweater
(They like, "Notti, keep rappin', you different")
(They said, "Stay out the streets" but I wouldn't)
(You was droppin' my O, you went missin')
(Tell mama I got it, yeah, I'm movin' different)
(Swear to God, edai shit, gettin' better)
(I know DD, he ridin' forever)
(If I call up Mel, he gon' slide with Beretta)
(Got a .30, that's under my sweater)
That's a fact baby bro, you was different (fact)
You was one of a kind, we know you was gifted
I told mama I got it, we good (grrah, grrah)
Flockin' for Notti I'm misunderstood (grrah, grrah, boom)
Fuck that, I'm gonna boom it
Talkin' on Notti, you know I'ma gonna lose it (I don't do it for nothing)
Ayo DD, that's my brother, and you know that we ride for each other
Notti, Ddot, me, chase down, Gang (grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
Hoppin' out the V
Bitch, we them demons that come in three
Remember the days we was smoking on V (okay)
Miss Notti, all this shit hurt
No hesitation, I'm uppin' it first (grrah, grrah)
Ayo Notti, you was my heart
Love don't change, it get cold in the dark
They like, "Notti, keep rappin', you different"
(They said, "Stay out the streets" but I wouldn't)
You was droppin' my O, you went missin'
(Tell momma I got it, yeah, I'm movin' different)
Swear to God, edai shit, gettin' better
(I know DD, he riding forever)
If I call up Mel, he gon' slide with Beretta
(Got a .30, that's under my sweater)
But when it hurts, I can make it better
Girl, if it works, it's gon' be forever
We been through the worst, made it through the weather
Our problems and the pain (pain, pain)
No, don't say it, ooh
No, don't say it, ooh-oh, oh-oh
Pain (pain)
Credits
Writer(s): David Reyes
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