O.T. Genasis Too Blessed

My life good, so good

I know, I know, I know yeah yeah

Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath

I’m too blessed to be stressed

I’m too blessed to be stressed

Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath

I’m too blessed to be stressed

I’m too blessed to be stressed

Hit the kitchen, hit that rock up

You remember we was locked up

He a trusty, got his own broom

My lil nigga coming home soon

Track through the path

Whip through the class

Pot on the stove

Stretch like a rag

Came in a foreign, left in a jag

Took her to the store, left with a bag

I ain’t gone trip about them bills, I’m like fuck that shit

I ain’t gone talk about my ex, I’m like fuck that bitch

Thank God so I pray

We done came a long way, aye aye

Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath

I’m too blessed to be stressed

I’m too blessed to be stressed

Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath

I’m too blessed to be stressed

I’m too blessed to be stressed

What kind of car I’m about to buy today?

Drunk but I’m about to get high today

Said she want to see a nigga right away

I got to fly today

Get to miles up, money pile up

All these niggas stuck

Why you wined up?

Thought it was luck, never gave up

Should have been a bag, cause I’m too clutch

Watching how these fuck niggas try to look at me

Got that 45 ain’t nobody booking me

I done came a long way

Please don’t make a nigga spray aye aye

Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath

I’m too blessed to be stressed

I’m too blessed to be stressed

Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath

I’m too blessed to be stressed

I’m too blessed to be stressed

O.T. Genasis Cheating On My Girl

I couldn’t help myself

I mean the temptation was crazy

I didn’t want to

But the money just kept callin’ me

Stupid bandz, filthy rich

Lotta money in this shit (money)

I love my bitch (yea right)

Thats right I said I love my bitch (ooh ooh)

She been down for a nigga (are they)

Runnin’ round with a nigga (skiiirr’ skiiiirr’)

But I think this shit won’t last (oh uh oh)

‘Cause I want this fuckin’ cash

Get it to the pe$o (pe$o)

Stackin’ it like LEGOs (LEGOs)

Even though she able (able)

I was unfaithful (moooneeeyyy)

Cheatin’ on my girl with the money (moooneeeyyy)

I’m cheatin’ on my girl with the money (moooneeeyyy)

I hate to do this shit to you (moooneeeyyy)

But baby I got shit to do

Poppin’ bottles ev’rynight (Rozay, Rozay)

Studio and catchin’ flights (studiooo)

I love my life (straight up)

Damn right I said I love my life (the good life)

Always mad I’m doin’ somethin’ (oh uh ooh)

Guess he just beein’ the one

She must think that I’m a joke (ha ha)

But I’m far from fuckin’ broke (hell noooo)

Get it to the pe$o (pe$o)

Stackin’ it like LEGOs (LEGOs)

Even though she able (able)

I was unfaithful (moooneeeyyy)

Cheatin’ on my girl with the money (moooneeeyyy)

I’m cheatin’ on my girl with the money (moooneeeyyy)

I hate to do this shit to you (moooneeeyyy)

But baby I got shit to do

Get it to the pe$o (pe$o)

Stackin’ it like LEGOs (LEGOs)

Even though she able (able)

I was unfaithful (moooneeeyyy)

Cheatin’ on my girl with the money (moooneeeyyy)

I’m cheatin’ on my girl with the money (moooneeeyyy)

I hate to do this shit to you (moooneeeyyy)

But baby I got shit to do

Hey! Mooooneeeeyyy (I dit it)

Moooooooonnneeeeeyyyy (I dit it)

Baby I got things to do, yeah mooooneeyy..

O.T. Genasis Bust It

Oh, lick

My watch, I’m busting it down

My chain, I’m busting it down

Your bitch, I’m busting it down

The pistol, I’m busting it now

My watch, I’m busting it down

My chain, I’m busting it down

Your bitch, I’m busting it down

The pistol, I’m busting it now

Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it

Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it

Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it

All the shine on my wrist

Club lights got me lit

Heard she called me a trick

But she still got the dick

Double R with the tits

Grill look like a fix

Love to ball, fuck the bitch

Now I’m turnt like a wrench

Get lit, hit licks

Get rich, bitch

Get chips

Chain big, wrist glitter

Man they hate, got ’em mad

So what? I’m a get a bag

My watch, I’m busting it down

My chain, I’m busting it down

Your bitch, I’m busting it down

The pistol, I’m busting it now

My watch, I’m busting it down

My chain, I’m busting it down

Your bitch, I’m busting it down

The pistol, I’m busting it now

Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it

Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it

Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it

38 on my waist

Hold the shell, no trace

Get the fuck out my space

‘Fore I make niggas race

Bad bitch with a bundle

Intimidate so they mumble

Move the work, don’t crumble

Touchdown, don’t fumble

Rap, stack

Get crack, trap

Map that, trap packs

Take a chance, move blocks

80 racks for the watch

Wore my chain, made her squat

My watch, I’m busting it down

My chain, I’m busting it down

Your bitch, I’m busting it down

The pistol, I’m busting it now

My watch, I’m busting it down

My chain, I’m busting it down

Your bitch, I’m busting it down

The pistol, I’m busting it now

Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it

Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it

Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it

O.T. Genasis Everybody Mad

I be getting to the money, everybody mad

I think I’m getting too much money, everybody mad

The same old nigga from the block

The same old nigga with the pot

The same old nigga for the trap

Everybody hatin’ on and then they bounce right back

I done spent a whole lotta time overseas

Double up my money cause you know I want cheese

I been in my hometown playin’ with the key

When they fell off the boat yeah I’m talking ’bout Belize

I know with some whole lotta niggas that was hatin’

I know with some whole lotta bitches that was takin’

So I shut them niggas up, bitches feelin’ us

I was doing that when I was six so I had to stay patient

Takin’ over summer nigga, tell me what’s the bid?

Heard you stealin’ [?] nigga tell me what it is?

You ain’t payin’ no pills, buyin’ no bags, buyin’ no heels

God damn let the bitch leave

All I see is 20’s,50’s, 100’s

If it ain’t quarter mil’, fuck the whip

I don’t wanna but to make this nigga sick to the stomach

I be getting to the money, everybody mad

I think I’m getting too much money, everybody mad

The same old nigga from the block

The same old nigga with the pot

The same old nigga for the trap

Everybody hatin’ on and then they bounce right back

She was acting stingy, now she wanna give it up

Fast life, O.T. Imma live it up

Now my ex girl tryna make me jealous cause she got a new nigga

She don’t know that I don’t give a fuck

I got me a deal but I still in the street

Heard a couple niggas, talkin’ let they got beef

They forgot sesame teriyaki sauce with the rice

On the side swear these pussy nigga’s sweet

I got all this money on my motherfuckin’ mind

Diamonds in my dial I can’t even see the time

All my niggas pull up, please don’t let me bend the line

Any super extra winnin’ niggas off the line

All I know is Bloods, Crips, Pirus

I am a West Side nigga don’t get it fucked up

Nigga sick cause he thought I locked up

I be getting to the money, everybody mad

I think I’m getting too much money, everybody mad

The same old nigga from the block

The same old nigga with the pot

The same old nigga for the trap

Everybody hatin’ on and then they bounce right back

O.T. Genasis CoCo

[Hook x2:]

I’m in love with the coco

I’m in love with the coco

I got it for the low, low

I’m in love with the coco

[Verse 1:]

Hit my plug, that’s my cholo

Cause he got it for the low, low

If you snitchin’ I go loco

Hit you with that treinta ocho

Niggas thinkin’ that I’m solo

50 deep, they’re like, “oh, no” (No, no, no, please, no)

Heard the feds takin’ photos

I know nothin’, fuck the popo

[Refrain:]

Bakin’ soda, I got bakin’ soda

Bakin’ soda, I got bakin’ soda

Whip it through the glass, nigga

I’m blowin’ money fast, nigga

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]

36, that’s a kilo

Need a brick, miss my free throw

I’m in love, just like Ne-Yo

Bustin’ shots, now he Neo

Free my homies, fuck the C.O

Fuck the judge, fuck my P.O

All this coke, like I’m Niño

Water whip, like I’m Nemo

[Refrain]

[Hook x2]

O.T. Genasis Right Back

Yeah!

Skrt!

Turn!

[O.T. Genasis:]

Early in the morning I was chilling at the spot

Shoes on the floor cause the money in a box

Work in the kitchen cause I’m fucking with the block

30 minutes later police kicking in my spot

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

Took a loss, I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

Took a loss, I’m gone make it right back

Pistol on the table, trap still don’t got cable

Turn the pyrex to a fucking turntable

Rubber band the benjis cause I’m tryna get rich

Best stay in your lane everybody can’t whip

Got a bag of loud, broke the shit down

Nigga tryna charge, too much for a pound

Running up a check, I won’t even sweat it

Get down to my lab, I’m gone make it stretch

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

Took a loss, I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

Took a loss, I’m gone make it right back

All my niggas gunning, and we sell onion

Say the wrong shit turn your body to a funyun

Gotta get the money cause I just took a loss

Bounce right back backboard that’s sauce

Catch me in the trap, got one pack

Put it in the air, got one bird

Bus or the train, got one map

Throw em through the [?], like one app

Phone

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

Took a loss, I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

I’m gone make it right back

Took a loss, I’m gone make it right back

O.T. Genasis All The Hoes

I could fuck your bitch, oh, she thick

I could fuck your bitch, I’m lit

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

Pull up in a Rove, suicide the doors

Jeweler got me gold, oh it’s getting cold

Damn, I’m looking fresh

Diamonds in my [?]

Drank in my cup, I just got a check

I just got a check, pussy niggas slept

I don’t wanna fuck, I just want the neck

Timbs on my feet just to run the street

All my hoes fleek, Chanel every cheek

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

Damn she looking bad

Where she get her bag?

Who did her hair?

She got all the swag

Jacking on my fit

Her ex ain’t shit

Told her that I’m rich

Took her to the Ritz

Fucking on your bitch

Got this nigga sick

If he wanna trip

.40 with a kick

Nigga on me brave

[?]

Racks on deck

I’m a run it up

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

Pull up in a Rove, now I got your ho

O.T. Genasis Do It

[Verse 1 – O.T. Genasis:]

I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout a couple of things, girl

Legs open, I just wanna get between, girl

Love the way you move your body like that (Turn up!)

Ooh damn girl that ass so fat

Back it up, come and ride like a car, girl

Throw it back like it fell in your yard, girl

Go hard cause I know you got a kid, girl

Let these motherfuckers know who he is, girl

So bad she got you trippin’

Don’t fuck with him, he ain’t tippin’ (He broke!)

If he lookin’ and he don’t pay

Don’t dance, baby girl, just wait

Love to watch you on that pole, girl

Firefighter, watch you on that pole, girl

Hit a split, love to watch you go

This girl puttin’ on a show

So now I got a couple ones with me

She lookin’ good, this girl is bae, yeah, she the one for me

I got some racks and told the waiter bring some ones to me

She lookin’ good, this girl is bae, yeah, she the one for me

[Hook – O.T. Genasis:]

I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it

I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it (Turn up!)

Now gon’ bust it open, bust it open (Pop! Pop!)

Bust it open (Turn up!), bust it open (Pop! Pop!)

I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it

[Verse 2 – Lil Wayne:]

I keep wakin’ up with these strippers

I keep tellin’ myself I’m gon’ change

But they keep sendin’ me these naked pictures

And I’m about to get ’em all framed

Lord, I know she ain’t perfect

And I know she off the chain

But every time she disappear

I’m stuck here like David Blaine

Hide her tears when I make it rain

Dancin’ so long but never made enough

Fuck with me, she’ll never dance again

Fuck with me, we’re never breakin’ up

Get your cash, get your bread

Shake your ass on your head

Remember when you fell off that pole?

I signed your cast on your leg

But you’ve got much better since then

I guess that pole dancin’ class worked

I guess that yoga class paid off

You got them hoes mad at work

And your lil cousin, she don’t dance

She count your money and hold your purse

Say you only dance to my songs

That’s a gift and a curse

[Hook – O.T. Genasis & Lil Wayne:]

I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it

I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it (Turn up!)

Now gon’ bust it open, bust it open (Pop! Pop!)

Bust it open (Turn up!), bust it open (Pop! Pop!)

I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it

O.T. Genasis Touchdown

[Pre-Hook:]

Word around town I’m the man nigga

Break that bitch down to the grams nigga

16 O’s in a pound nigga, quarter back drop, touch down nigga

[Hook:]

Touch, touch, touchdown nigga

Touch, touch, touchdown nigga

Touch, touch, touchdown nigga

N-next day air, no ground nigga

Took a loss, had a nigga on slim fast

Now I’m moving weight like gym class

Broke her down every bag like Sinbad

How I get this bread mind your bizness

Set it on sight, and I go half price

Dough got my bread on your head no lights

Wrap it up good no smell, that’s right

Cut the box open, no Jordan that’s flight

Shit look good, so I’m stacking numbers

Next morning another tracking number

Looking for a bad bitch I can bust down

Tricking off field go I need a touchdown

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook x2]

Throw that shit like Peyton

Throw that shit like Peyton

Throw that shit like Peyton

Hurry up, I got these other niggas waiting

Send, send the shit over trying to see bread

And if I say how I said it, I’ma see face

Ain’t trying get myself cold nigga

When I throw the passes, it’s colt nigga

Met a bitch at the club, I’m trying see her

She could be my new wide receiver

No photo, we don’t play text

No smell wrapped up like safe sex

Fast life no slow down nigga

Move weight like my car broke down nigga

No rare thang good, no doubt

Long as niggas don’t run the wrong routes

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook x2]

Throw that shit like Peyton

Throw that shit like Peyton

Throw that shit like Peyton

Hurry up, I got these other niggas waiting

O.T. Genasis Money

[Hook – O.T. Genasis:]

I got a lotta money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

I got a lotta money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

[Verse 1 – O.T. Genasis:]

[?] Franks, Euros, get it in

Want Pounds, oh, I love Benjamins

Just start off work, I had a slave shift

At work all night, I had a grave shift

Money lookin’ real good, just got a check

‘Bout to spend this [?] nothin’ left

I’m a take me a shot when they play this

Cause I worked too hard to say this

My boss tryna stress me out

My girl tryna stress me out

At work they won’t let me out

But I got a lotta money in my bank account

[Hook – O.T. Genasis:]

I got a lotta money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

I got a lotta money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

[Verse 2 – Snoop Dogg:]

You wouldn’t believe all the money I done seen in my life

If bein’ broke is wrong, I just gotta be right

Dedicated to the educated

One-billion now, you could say I made it

[?] for a hundred-thou’, I graduated

To a half ticket when I renovate it, [?]

Skated like a nigga at the X Games

Into telecommunication, my niggas, see? That’s my next game

S got the best game

That’s why I get more than the rest, mane

It’s a chess game

You niggas playin’ checkers

Add some more cheese to my burger

I’m a rich nigga

[Hook – O.T. Genasis:]

I got a lotta money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

I got a lotta money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

[Verse 3 – O.T. Genasis:]

Big chain, big watch, so icy

She choosin’, your girl like me

All this money, I don’t know what to do with it

She twerkin’, love the way she do it

Get it, girl, get it, girl

Throw it back, throw it back, get with it, girl

Drank liquor, now you bent

You lookin’ for a nigga that can pay your rent

My pockets ain’t on slim

You say you want a nigga and I might be him

Friday, just got my check, just got my check, just got my check

[Hook – O.T. Genasis:]

I got a lotta money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

I got a lotta money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money

Money, money, money