Omarion

Omarion - Hoodie lyrics

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(feat. Jay Rock)




(Man, I'm fresh as hell in this hoodie)

Let's get it, Omarion, wit my hoodie on

Wit my hoodie on, wit my hoodie on



See the money, see the cars

See the house, livin' large

Look in the mirror, see a star

Motospace, hella far



They at the bottom, I'm on top

I'm so high, I can't drop

And you can find me in your city

Steezed out wit my hoodie

(I go, I go, I go so hard)



I got my 501 jeans on

(Wit my hoodie on)

All white V-Neck clean

(Wit my hoodie on)



Fresh out the box so boss

(Wit my hoodie on)

I drop my steez on

(Wit my hoodie on)



I'm gettin' money all day, everyday

(Wit my hoodie on)

Baby, lookin' good over there

(Wit the hoodie on)



Hustlers, gangstas, bustas, ridas

(The goin' out wit they hoodie on)



See the fade bright lights

See my chick, see the ice

I hit the stage, I kill the mic

Get em' on the floor, we gettin' right



Nigga, I'm a vet, give it up

I get respect, Cali love

And you can find me in your city

Steezed out wit my hoodie

(I go, I go, I go so hard)



I got my 501 jeans on

(Wit my hoodie on)

All white V-Neck clean

(Wit my hoodie on)



Fresh out the box so boss!

(Wit my hoodie on)

I drop my steez on

(Wit my hoodie on)



I'm gettin' money all day, everyday

(Wit my hoodie on)

Baby, lookin' good over there

(Wit the hoodie on)



Hustlers, gangstas, bustas, ridas

(The goin' out wit they hoodie on)



I get money all day, everyday wit my hoodie on

Strong on the rap game, know I get my bully on

And I stay strapped, boy, you know I keep my fully on

Hustle like I'm broke even though a nigga fully on



Aww, ya'll be doin' too much, this is 2010

We don't do button ups, this incredible fashion

This incredible fabric, got my Levi's saggin'

Got my L Coat draggin'



Oww, comin' down on you hoes, comin' down like I'm Hova

I had to rock on the stove, I smoke a rock when I roll!

You know that presidential, pass it to O

He like, "Oh no, I'm high off life my nigga"

I'm like, "Alright, my nigga, I guess that's more for me"



Chronic wit no seeds like no ovaries

You dig it [unverified]

But if you don't, then who cares?

I got my hood on my arm and hoodie over my head, rock



I got my 501 jeans on

(Wit my hoodie on)

All white V-Neck clean

(Wit my hoodie on)



Fresh out the box so boss

(Wit my hoodie on)

I drop my steez on

(Wit my hoodie on)



I'm gettin' money all day, everyday

(Wit my hoodie on)

Baby, lookin' good over there

(Wit the hoodie on)



Hustlers, gangstas, bustas, ridas

(The goin' out wit they hoodie on)



Man, I hope they don't think I'ma rob em' with this hoodie on

Yeah dog, I got stopped by the cops for wearin' a hoodie

Well, this 'BB The Jerk'



ProPheT

Yeah, Starworld, you already know

Aye, we home
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