OHGEESY - Secret Service Lyrics

My nig-my nigga Menace on the beat, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ron-ron, yeah (ayy, ayy)
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
(Ron-ron do that shit)
(Menace on the beat)

Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist (yeah)
Twenty escalades like Obama in this bitch (yeah)
Private residential, got a million dollar crib (yeah)
It's money over everything, nigga, fuck a bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist (yeah)
Twenty escalades like Obama in this bitch (yeah)
Private residential, got a million dollar crib (yeah)
It's money over everything, nigga, fuck a bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

It's money over bitches, but you knew that
I done jugged a hunnid bands, and I blew that
Told your bitch, "I want some pussy", and she threw that
Twenty bands to kick it in the section, it's a cool bag
I wanted all blue chips, like some cool ranch
I throw my money in the air, do a cool dance
Evisu hanging off my ass, these some cool pants
Off the percs, I meditate like a Buddhist
I got a older bitch, she say I'm the cutest
Nigga switch like a bitch, like they Judas
Still rock True Religion, I'm the truest
I wish my lawyer happy Hanukkah, he Jewish

Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist (yeah)
Twenty escalades like Obama in this bitch (yeah)
Private residential, got a million dollar crib (yeah)
It's money over everything, nigga, fuck a bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist (yeah)
Twenty escalades like Obama in this bitch (yeah)
Private residential, got a million dollar crib (yeah)
It's money over everything, nigga, fuck a bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Lil' nigga, that's a trap phone (ayy)
I'm like a dyke in this club with the strap on
I can spit it at your bitch, get my mac on
Karate kid, I chopped a brick, nigga wax on
Chopstick, not the type you eat the food with
I got dick for you and every bitch you cool with
Bitches act so Ashanti, foolish
So I fuck 'em one time, then I'm through with 'em
Nigga fuck one time, I ain't cool with 'em
My nigga don't do construction keep a tool with 'em
He goin' stupid anf I'ma act a fool with 'em
Before we set a nigga up, we act cool with 'em, ayy

Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist (yeah)
Twenty escalades like Obama in this bitch (yeah)
Private residential, got a million dollar crib (yeah)
It's money over everything, nigga, fuck a bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist (yeah)
Twenty escalades like Obama in this bitch (yeah)
Private residential, got a million dollar crib (yeah)
It's money over everything, nigga, fuck a bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Third verse, now I don't usually do this
I got a question, baby, would you let the crew hit?
You like married to your nigga try some new dick
Sell heroin to a junkie tell 'em shoot it
We at the club for the bitches, start recruiting
A nigga bump me, we goin' get to shootin'
We at the club for the bitches, start recruiting
A nigga come at me wrong, we get to shootin'
Presidential Rolex, nigga, secret service
I see 12 in the field, I get nervous
I'm in the hills right now, I got no service
I was selling coke, but I knew I had a purpose

Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist (yeah)
Twenty escalades like Obama in this bitch (yeah)
Private residential, got a million dollar crib (yeah)
It's money over everything, nigga, fuck a bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist (yeah)
Twenty escalades like Obama in this bitch (yeah)
Private residential, got a million dollar crib (yeah)
It's money over everything, nigga, fuck a bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)