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On Site

William Slaughter - On Site Lyrics

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On Site Lyrics

My brothers kill like Caine and Able
We paid under the table
Dont even got a label
Pockets still on Jeff Bezos
I leave her face a mess
My phone Hue Heff
Girls love Beyonce right
Shake that ass to the left to the Left
She call me papi
Spin like that boy from Degrassi
Nigga in the house no Kyle Massy
Stay with my dog like Lassy
My money stretch like
Rubberband
My diamonds dance like a colored man
Pray to the upperman
I count the cash on my other hand
My guys shoot more than Taliban
I make it rain like an Anchorman
These dudes sore like a canker Man
All my tracks hot like Afghanistan
Right right right right
I'ma go in give me the Greenlight right
Right right right right
Even if I was Ray Charles
It would still be on sight
I got the sauce willy a boss
Drippin like Randy moss
She only drink Voss
I took off work girl
Take them lulu lemons off
She actin flirty
She clean but her drank dirty
She was drippin at 20
She still bad in her 30s
But ima get off of that
Cause some of you niggas be Trying me
Want beef lil boy come find me
I'm like the bulls in the 90s
Hands nyquil I knock em down
Wrap yo head bubble
What's poppin now
Like a free safety I lock em Down
I'm the one they watching now
Yall niggas clones and mini me's
He broke get out my vacinity
Rappers my kids admittedly
I need to practice fertility
Kid ain't mine, Billie jean
He lost like Nemo, anemone
My cash long like a centipede
No my cash long like century
Chicks judge me for the Pimpery
But dont love the simpery
She give me brain, memory
My dick a red bull ,energy
He want smoke I got plenty G
My hands dont stop like Infinity
You know it's on sight for my Enemies
You know it's on sight for my enemies
Bring it back bring it back
Bring it back bring it back
Bring it back
Yall want it one more time I got yall
My brothers kill like Caine and Able
We paid under the table
Dont even got a label
Pockets still on Jeff Bezos
I leave her face a mess
My phone hue heff
Girls love beyonce right
Shake that ass to the left to the Left
She call me papi
Spin like that boy from degrassi
Nigga in the house no Kyle massy
Stay with my dog just like lassy
My money stretch like
rubberband
My diamonds dance like a colored man
I pray to the upperman
I count the cash on my other hand
My guys shoot more than Taliban
I make it rain like an Anchorman
These dudes sore like a kanker Man
All my tracks hot like Afghanistan
Right right right right
I'ma go in give me the Greenlight right
Right right right right
Even if I was ray Charles
It would still be on sight
Right

My brothers kill like Caine and Able
We paid under the table
Dont even got a label
Pockets still on Jeff Bezos
I leave her face a mess
My phone Hue Heff
Girls love Beyonce right
Shake that ass to the left to the Left
She call me papi
Spin like that boy from Degrassi
Nigga in the house no Kyle Massy
Stay with my dog like Lassy
My money stretch like
Rubberband
My diamonds dance like a colored man
Pray to the upperman
I count the cash on my other hand
My guys shoot more than Taliban
I make it rain like an Anchorman
These dudes sore like a canker Man
All my tracks hot like Afghanistan
Right right right right
I'ma go in give me the Greenlight right
Right right right right
Even if I was Ray Charles
It would still be on sight
I got the sauce willy a boss
Drippin like Randy moss
She only drink Voss
I took off work girl
Take them lulu lemons off
She actin flirty
She clean but her drank dirty
She was drippin at 20
She still bad in her 30s
But ima get off of that
Cause some of you niggas be Trying me
Want beef lil boy come find me
I'm like the bulls in the 90s
Hands nyquil I knock em down
Wrap yo head bubble
What's poppin now
Like a free safety I lock em Down
I'm the one they watching now
Yall niggas clones and mini me's
He broke get out my vacinity
Rappers my kids admittedly
I need to practice fertility
Kid ain't mine, Billie jean
He lost like Nemo, anemone
My cash long like a centipede
No my cash long like century
Chicks judge me for the Pimpery
But dont love the simpery
She give me brain, memory
My dick a red bull ,energy
He want smoke I got plenty G
My hands dont stop like Infinity
You know it's on sight for my Enemies
You know it's on sight for my enemies
Bring it back bring it back
Bring it back bring it back
Bring it back
Yall want it one more time I got yall
My brothers kill like Caine and Able
We paid under the table
Dont even got a label
Pockets still on Jeff Bezos
I leave her face a mess
My phone hue heff
Girls love beyonce right
Shake that ass to the left to the Left
She call me papi
Spin like that boy from degrassi
Nigga in the house no Kyle massy
Stay with my dog just like lassy
My money stretch like
rubberband
My diamonds dance like a colored man
I pray to the upperman
I count the cash on my other hand
My guys shoot more than Taliban
I make it rain like an Anchorman
These dudes sore like a kanker Man
All my tracks hot like Afghanistan
Right right right right
I'ma go in give me the Greenlight right
Right right right right
Even if I was ray Charles
It would still be on sight
Right

Writer(s): william Slaughter
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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