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Lyrics Of Bathing Ape Song By Shoreline Mafia | OTXmas

Lyrics Of Bathing Ape Song By Shoreline Mafia
[Intro: Ohgeesy]
Bathing Ape, on my clothes (On my clothes)
I get face, from all these hoes (All these hoes)
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours (Pourin’ fours)
In the spot, you know we tote them
Ron-Ron, do that shit
AceTheFace

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles

[Verse 1: Ohgeesy]
Bathing Ape, I rock FTP ski
BB belt, ain’t no way you can’t see me
Drip so hard, all these niggas wanna be me
I don’t got time, don’t care you wanna see me
She a ho but she giving out them freebies
See them 304’s don’t do that shit to me, see
I go upside her head, this movie ain’t no PG
I go upside her head, this movie ain’t no PG
I’m rated R, just bought a car
She like, “Who you think you is?” Bitch, I’m a star
Stuck off a bar, higher than Mars
Told a nigga pull up but I said, “You kinda far”
I can serve the cocaine, I can serve the tar
But them pressed pills, that’s what got a nigga far
Fuck the rap game, what I wanna sell is raw
Fuck the rap game, what I wanna sell is raw

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles

[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
Damn, the plug walked in and it’s me, nigga
Swear I got enough bread to eat for three niggas
We ain’t fuckin’ ‘less this bitch gon’ bring a fee with her
I’ll be screamin’, “Free my niggas,” ’til they free nigga
I’m a dopeboy, I stack money from the floor, boy
Oh boy, caught this nigga at the store, boy
I poured a four then scraped the bowl, I’m tryna get all the extras
I’ma get her off the molly, keep it real, she a tester
I’ma go and hit the stove, I cook it up like professors
When I pour it out the pint you know I don’t have to measure
Niggas talkin’ crazy, I ain’t feelin’ the pressure
I’ma send another note, I picked it up and went neck-up
Niggas wanna beef, to keep it real, it’s whatever
Niggas wanna slide, I hope you came with some extras
I’ma fuck his bitch, but it’s for money, no pleasure
Baby, wash your hands, this is Burberry leather

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles

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