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Quavo

Genres: Hip-Hop

Oh My Dis Side Lyrics - Quavo

Yeah 

Oh my, oh my 

Oh my, oh my 

I've been up for a long time 

Oh my 

Oh my, oh my 

Oh my, oh my 

(Yeah) 

Oh my, oh my 

I've been up for a long time 

Oh my 

Oh my, oh my 

 

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I've been up for a long time 

Broad day 

I've been popping pills 

Pouring syrup, everyday 

Cuzo hanging at my aunty house (bando!) selling ye 

I got shooters dressed in camo 

Oh my 

I've been in and out the courthouse, drug tripping 

I've been flipping, flipping syrup, sipping, water whipping 

Mama kicked me out the house now, oh my 

I might end up on the couch now, oh my 

I'm on a flight now (yeah!), oh my 

LA at another couch now, oh my 

I'm counting up nothing but Benjamin's right now (money) 

Oh my 

I'm on a flight now, we so high 

About to get some cash now (cash!), oh my 

Got my momma that new house now (momma!), oh my 

Now she cannot kick me out now (no!), oh my 

I've been up for a long time (La Flame!), oh my 

 

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Oh my, oh my 

Oh my, oh my 

I've been up for a long time 

Oh my 

Oh my, oh my 

Oh my, oh my 

Oh my, oh my 

I've been up for a long time, oh my 

Oh my, oh my 

 

Wow 

Let me tell you a little story about this side 

You really can't make it on this side 

Lot of lone stars on this side 

I feel a lot home on this side 

Ball until we fall on this side 

Lit late night on this side 

You never come around past midnight 

You miss everything on this side 

This side, this side 

This side, this side, this side, this side 

This side, this side 

This side, this side, this side 

I made a lot of money on this side 

Lost a lot of money on this side 

Had my first kiss on this side 

Learned a lot of shit about this side 

Clearly I've been thinking about this side 

Tryna get back on this side 

Tryna get back whats been mine 

I gotta get back on this side 

Really miss the feeling of the late nights 

Shit we used to do around midnight 

Hangin' on the corner had shit tight 

Doin' all the drugs had to get right 

If I could get my partner back it would be nice 

He would shoot the one, wouldn't think twice 

He was too involved with the street life 

Only way to live on this side 

This side, this side, this side 

This side, this side, this side, this side 

This side, this side 

This side, this side, this side 

 

Young rich nigga from the north side 

Paid my dues on this side 

Flipping up bricks on this side 

I made it out the hood I'm on the other side 

All my niggas on this side 

Keep it one hundred on this side 

Love to get money on this side 

No new niggas on this side 

Look at my diamonds don't get blind 

You better handcuff you ho with a zip tie (cuff!) 

I will take a busta down on this side 

Broke niggas stand to the left side 

Handsome and Wealthy on this side 

I came from the bottom and now I'm on top thats phenomenal 

This side, this side, this side, this side 

If I do not make it I wonder where I will go 

This side, this side, this side 

Graduated from the midget 

This the life I was living 

Graduated to a million 

It's the money that I'm getting 

Graduated from a hotbox now I ride around in a Bentley 

How we do it on 

 

This side, this side, this side 

Always, always this side 

This side, this side, this side 

Thats right, thats right 

You ever come around thats midnight 

Midnight, midnight 

You know how I like my lean, po' up 

Just right 

On this side 

Find everything you need, everything you need on this side 

This side, this side, this side 

Is right 

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