Baseman – Ouchea

Baseman – Ouchea Lyrics

Artist: Baseman
Song: Ouchea

Yeah, Base
We ouchea
I said, we ouchea
Oh lawd

I’m with all my n#gg#s
All my n#gg#s
But we don’t n#gg#s
n#gg#s

I love them people talkin’
People talkin’
But we don’t hear you n#gg#s
We don’t hear you n#gg#s

So I tell ’em that we ouchea
All my n#gg#s, we ouchea
Yeah, we ouchea
All my brothers, we ouchea

Yeah, we ouchea
All my n#gg#s, we ouchea
Yeah, we ouchea
All my brothers, we ouchea

I told them I’m rollin’, my n#gg#s ouchea
Yеs, they’re loadin’ and blowin’, so don’t run your mouth herе
Yes, I’m stackin’ my paper, I want that good life
‘Cuz we came up from nothing, you know that good life

n#gg#s sending me threats like they’re supposed to scare me
I told them n#gg#s, “I’m outchea”, but they can’t hear me
‘Cuz n#gg#s know I’m reppin’
Tell ’em E7

b#tches all on my dick
Because of these Gucci crepes that I step in
Lawd, ask your wifey, tho
Who’s hotter than me?

If her answer’s right
Tell her, “Drop it on me”
I see these f#ckboys
And they’re puttin’ on me

But they make no noise
So they ain’t got nuttin’ on me
I’ll do the dirt if that pays
My young G’s let that spray

All my n#gg#s, they’re chasing cheese
Then I clock that it’s a rats’ race
Aw, I hear them conversating on the BBC
“Is Woodgrange a gang?” Nah, we a family

I’m with all my n#gg#s
All my n#gg#s
But we don’t n#gg#s
n#gg#s

I love them people talkin’
People talkin’
But we don’t hear you n#gg#s
We don’t hear you n#gg#s

So I tell ’em that we ouchea
All my n#gg#s, we ouchea
Yeah, we ouchea
All my brothers, we ouchea

Yeah, we ouchea
All my n#gg#s, we ouchea
Yeah, we ouchea
All my brothers, we ouchea

We ouchea, so come and find me
Got my team behind me
But please, please, don’t mind me
We’re grimey, we don’t take sh#t lightly

Mad life, mum’s stressin’
n#gg#s stubborn, I don’t learn a lesson
We’re reppin that E side
E side of that 7th section

They make room, was tryna stain my name
Ladies think that my life is crisp
But it’s real talk
You must think I enjoy this life I live

With the team or I’m solo, n#gg#
b#tches calling me bolo, n#gg#
Spit the cash or I flip the stack
Either way, I still need more dough, n#gg#

Go hard like I’m supposed to
Star’s here, Rum, too
Free Dapz, free T
Free Niro, he’s home soon

Aw, and Lord knows when time gets hard
Fam, there ain’t sh#t funny
My n#gg# AK’s back in jail
Just for the love of the money

If it’s a ting where we’re rollin’
In that whip, that’s stolen
Young G in the backseat
If I say the word then he blows it

Lord, and my brothers do that dirt
We ain’t got nuttin’ to prove
And my brothers let it fly
Like we ain’t got nuttin’ to lose

I’m with all my n#gg#s
All my n#gg#s
But we don’t n#gg#s
n#gg#s

I love them people talkin’
People talkin’
But we don’t hear you n#gg#s
We don’t hear you n#gg#s

So I tell ’em that we ouchea
All my n#gg#s, we ouchea
Yeah, we ouchea
All my brothers, we ouchea

Yeah, we ouchea
All my n#gg#s, we ouchea
Yeah, we ouchea
All my brothers, we ouchea
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Baseman Lyrics – Ouchea

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Release Year: 2017