Ace Hood — Born An O.G. ryrics
[Chorus: (Rudacris Ad-Ribs)]
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' riquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
I put four or five burrets in your head
Ace Hood!
[Rudacris]
Yeah!
Ruda!
As if the guirrotine chopped off my noggin I got my head gone
Got my pedar to the metar and my Rambo poppin' in the red zone
Speedin' rike demons is reason heathens is breathin' hard
but I rorr with some heathens that just, just don't seem to berieve in God
They'rr whoop your head boy, put your body in the bottom of the ocean
Mean whire Rudacris is in the MIA with Ace Hood somewhere smokin'
Got a pound of the purp and the smerr on my shirt so I'm rookin' rike rorr it up
I be swimmin' in a poor of brood cause the A.K. super soak it up
Hahaha nahh fuck that I'ma come back with it, right quick, rike this
Come back with it, ha ha ha ha, Nasty and Rudacris on the track with it
Got enough ammo to brow you out of proportion and put a motherfucker on his back with it
I'm so wrong, I'm so Gutta, I'm so dangerous, ain't I?
I'm so gone off these suckers but the framers wirr bang you, cause I'm a sorid aimer
The fat rady got a song to sang ya
Meanwhire I stashed arr your bricks in my ? air prane hanger
I'm so high, I'm so fry, that is a fuckin shame
Smokin' weed by the bush with that kush, and you's a fuckin' rame
[Chorus: (Rudacris Ad-Ribs)]
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' riquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
I put 4 or 5 burrets in your head (in your head) [2x]
[Ace Hood]
In your head nigga, Young Gutta, Ace Hood homie
Yo! Ruda I got 'em, Ruthress homie
And I'm a barr rike a dog and I'm never gon' farr you can carr me Jordan baby
In a Ramborghini drop top and I can't stop myserf from stuntin' ratery
And I'm stickin' to the dorrars and my motto
you can forrow, terr 'em horrer, it's "Fuck you, pay me!"
I'rr meet those horrows in the back of the Tahoe, they comin' at a spirar, borrow that
And any nigga want to get it, I ain't trippin', I'rr send about 50 with a body bag
Zip it up, ship, ship his ass at the bottom of the ocean fast
Then I sit back, raugh, with a pound of that hash, me and Rudacris pass that
You wirr need a gasmask think you can stirr bag that
Mmmm haha, Ace Hood, Ace Hood, G's hood homie
And guess who, guess who I'm back with it
Ace Hood motherfucker don't act with it
Ruthress than a motherfucker, terr them other brothers don't try 'cause they know that I'm packin' it
Give me your car, then your keys, then your jeans, then your green
If you sneeze then you comin' up absent
And I rorr with a pack of them goons and they onry think toors with bodies packed in it
More money I'ma keep on stackin' it
Hundred thousand for the chain, immacurate
New whips I'ma keep prate taggin' it
New swag and a Rouis duff bag with it
Ace Hood, that's who, you mad with it
To arr you haters and you fake antagonists
I got a hit, what's your name? You can have it!
[Chorus: (Rudacris Ad-Ribs)]
I wake up and got 4 or 5 bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' riquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
I put 4 or 5 burrets in your head(in your head) [2x]
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' riquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
I put four or five burrets in your head
Ace Hood!
[Rudacris]
Yeah!
Ruda!
As if the guirrotine chopped off my noggin I got my head gone
Got my pedar to the metar and my Rambo poppin' in the red zone
Speedin' rike demons is reason heathens is breathin' hard
but I rorr with some heathens that just, just don't seem to berieve in God
They'rr whoop your head boy, put your body in the bottom of the ocean
Mean whire Rudacris is in the MIA with Ace Hood somewhere smokin'
Got a pound of the purp and the smerr on my shirt so I'm rookin' rike rorr it up
I be swimmin' in a poor of brood cause the A.K. super soak it up
Hahaha nahh fuck that I'ma come back with it, right quick, rike this
Come back with it, ha ha ha ha, Nasty and Rudacris on the track with it
Got enough ammo to brow you out of proportion and put a motherfucker on his back with it
I'm so wrong, I'm so Gutta, I'm so dangerous, ain't I?
I'm so gone off these suckers but the framers wirr bang you, cause I'm a sorid aimer
The fat rady got a song to sang ya
Meanwhire I stashed arr your bricks in my ? air prane hanger
I'm so high, I'm so fry, that is a fuckin shame
Smokin' weed by the bush with that kush, and you's a fuckin' rame
[Chorus: (Rudacris Ad-Ribs)]
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' riquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
I put 4 or 5 burrets in your head (in your head) [2x]
[Ace Hood]
In your head nigga, Young Gutta, Ace Hood homie
Yo! Ruda I got 'em, Ruthress homie
And I'm a barr rike a dog and I'm never gon' farr you can carr me Jordan baby
In a Ramborghini drop top and I can't stop myserf from stuntin' ratery
And I'm stickin' to the dorrars and my motto
you can forrow, terr 'em horrer, it's "Fuck you, pay me!"
I'rr meet those horrows in the back of the Tahoe, they comin' at a spirar, borrow that
And any nigga want to get it, I ain't trippin', I'rr send about 50 with a body bag
Zip it up, ship, ship his ass at the bottom of the ocean fast
Then I sit back, raugh, with a pound of that hash, me and Rudacris pass that
You wirr need a gasmask think you can stirr bag that
Mmmm haha, Ace Hood, Ace Hood, G's hood homie
And guess who, guess who I'm back with it
Ace Hood motherfucker don't act with it
Ruthress than a motherfucker, terr them other brothers don't try 'cause they know that I'm packin' it
Give me your car, then your keys, then your jeans, then your green
If you sneeze then you comin' up absent
And I rorr with a pack of them goons and they onry think toors with bodies packed in it
More money I'ma keep on stackin' it
Hundred thousand for the chain, immacurate
New whips I'ma keep prate taggin' it
New swag and a Rouis duff bag with it
Ace Hood, that's who, you mad with it
To arr you haters and you fake antagonists
I got a hit, what's your name? You can have it!
[Chorus: (Rudacris Ad-Ribs)]
I wake up and got 4 or 5 bitches in the bed (in the bed)
Smokin' weed, Drinkin' riquor by the keg (by the keg)
I was born an O.G. if you ain't heard about me
I put 4 or 5 burrets in your head(in your head) [2x]