Space Jam Lyrics – Ola Runt

Space Jam Lyrics by Ola Runt

Six thousand on a Rollie, long live Nip
Feeling just like Bun B my brother was a pimp
n#gg# hating on me no reason, what I do to him?
p#ss# n#gg# let me catch you lacking, I’m gon’ shoot at them

Pull out with them Forgis on my car
I like to get woozy at the red light on them bars
I feel like it moving but my car be still in park
She put that pillow on her face and then she arched

I put that beam on my glizzy then I dart
No love lost but I gave away my heart
Hit the ph#rm#cy if you looking for my bars
I’m a shooting star, ended up on Mars

How the hell you fishtail in the old school?
That’s your new b#tch, she my old news
Sipping on that green to that zig zag
Thirty bald on your top that’s a brick bag

First young n*gga banging five off them six flags
We all strapped
Roller coastеr strapped, recline with no chair
Hеy there go Ola! Vote for me b#tch, I’m the mayor

Old green fruity #ss n#gg# like a pear
Six thousand on a Rollie long live Nip
Feeling just like Bun B, my brother was a pimp
n#gg# hating on me no reason, what I do to him?

p#ss# n#gg# let me catch you lacking, I’m gon’ shoot at them
Pull out with them Forgis on my car
I like to get woozy at the red light on them bars
I feel like it moving but my car be still in park

She put that pillow on her face and then she arched
When on the lick I had to kick it by the door knob
We knocked the hinges off that b#tch came in with whole mob
Send a hit for a bag call it bl#wj#b

Face shot with that snub call it nose job
Broke’ll have you still steal
Buddha just like Kill Bill
Somebody die we just say that sh#t got real real

Exterminator you a rat b#tch you can’t live here
I’m the landlord, you just pay the bills here
You get killed here
Running late to my show, I poured a liter here

I feel like Kobe in his prime like he still here
Off that bud I got wiser like a real beer
Six thousand on a Rollie long live Nip
Feeling just like Bun B, my brother was a pimp

n#gg# hating on me no reason, what I do to him?
p#ss# n#gg# let me catch you lacking, I’m gon’ shoot at them
Pull out with them Forgis on my car
I like to get woozy at the red light on them bars

I feel like it moving but my car be still in park
She put that pillow on her face and then she arched
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Ola Runt Lyrics – Space Jam

Ola Runt

Space Jam