Oscar Biggs – O is the Man

Oscar Biggs O is the Man

Oscar Biggs – O is the Man Lyrics

Artist: Oscar Biggs
Song: O is the Man

O is the man O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O Lord O my God the O’s for Oscar
O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O God O my God

O is the man O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O Lord O my God the O’s for Oscar
O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O God O my God

Your whole steez is chump aiyo you look like a dyke
Plus you got type of face only a mother can like
You’s a disgrace to your family go take a hike
Before I crack you in the head with a baseball bat that got spikes

Yo I kick #ss so much I’m famous for breaking coccyx
I grip mics and rock sh#t from Montreal to the tropics
If I ain’t rhymin’ I’m tryna find a dime to get my c#ck licked
I get down with hot chicks of all types even the gothics

All I’m tryna do is make music and get by
And f#ck pretty b#tches with big butts and big thighs
You can catch me on the Producers Corner looking for beats
I’m so obsessed with hip hop I writе raps in my sleep

I got a witty pen game and lyrics that’s deep
So get thе f#ck out my kitchen if you can’t handle the heat
Son I’m ill for real who can f#ck with me nobody
Go play in traffic while I get my dick sucked by yo mommy

O is the man O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O Lord O my God the O’s for Oscar
O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O God O my God

O is the man O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O Lord O my God the O’s for Oscar
O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O God O my God

I’m Oscar f#ckin’ Biggs I rock the crowd with ease b#tch
It’ll snow in hell before you be as dope as me cheese dick
Peep this you wack you’ll get dissed then beat up with jabs and hooks
You’s a punk f#ckin’ fanouk I’ll leave you shook

Forget about your rep save your life first
You need to stop stashing your balls in your f#ckin’ wife’s purse
Got problems with me nobody’ll stand by ya
You’s a feminine f#ck prolly got a mangina

Even in your own hood muthaf#ckas don’t like ya
Yo I got props from over here to Carolina
I write bars so hard y’already know that shit’s gone hit ya
Emcees sweat me so much I need a stronger air conditioner

Get it yeah all my rhymes is mad clever
Me fall off or lose my touch yo that’s never
Crushing mics the type of thing that gets my dick hard
You best believe that every rhyme that I’m gon’ kick’s raw

O is the man O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O Lord O my God the O’s for Oscar
O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O God O my God

O is the man O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O Lord O my God the O’s for Oscar
O God O my God O’s for Oscar
O God O my God
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Release Year: 2021