ODM BJ - Blame It On The Judge

ODM BJ, Blame it on the judge
Don't ask me for no hug, yuhhhh

I'm a Grimy type of Nigga please don't ask me for no hug
I farted in the courtroom, and I blamed it on the judge
Lil Bitch from Mississippi tried to come get me a Hickey
Told her lick it before she suck it baby twist it and spit
Make show your pole tucked right in this spot they shaking ass
If you came in here with Me, here go 500 in cash
Get on stage and do my shit
Pull a hoe out of the crowd
I Can't cuff a classy bitch need to be real ghetto and loud
Run the flow like this I Swear I flow more than a facet
Ain't no competition before we race you already lost it
Who out here more P than me, I got more dip than rotel
She can't come to my house, so we fucking at the hotel
Time to get it popping pour some henny in my cup
Pull over on the highway cause she said she wanna fuck
It's Time to get it popping pour some henny in my cup
Pull over on the highway cause she said she wanna fuck

Hmmm ok
Who turned on the fan
Told em that's just me walking through the door they say I'm the man
BJ is the man with the plan understand it lil bitch
Bet not Try no Stupid shit and be left with a stupid twitch
Damn that boy so smooth, he be Jigging like a joker
I just Stack the bread and collect chips like I'm Playing Some of poker
She said she freaky So I pull out the dick and choker
Drop that hoe off quick and pick up her sister from Kroger
Ain't no thang to up my tool and let it bang
Don't need a suppressor I let this fooly tooly sang
It's BJ and the gang
Them boys they insane
Fresh on scene with rapping but they know my name

Plug in the mic and I beat up the beat
Slide to crib and I'm clapping some cheeks
Flowing so crazy and don't need a feat
Hop off the mic and I hop in the streets
Stuffing the cat or I'm filling her mouth
Neck in the car from the north to the south
Buss onna bitch and she better not pout
Drop that hoe off so quick with no doubt
Gimmie the money get shot in the face
Spraying the room like I pull out some mace
Better run fast better keep up the pace
Blow off the roof and send it to space
Send it to space Shipping me off
Smoking this gas and it give me a cough
Send it to space shipping me off
Smoking this gas and it give me a cough
Usually out here drilling
Today I'm really just chilling
Took two shots and smoke two blunts so now lil BJ got the feeling
Tipsier then tipsy Feeling more crispy than crispy
Got a bottle and a blunt Don't need nobody fucking with me

Put A Hit on a bitch boy john gotti with the whacking
Call me the mailman take a bowl clear it out and then repack it
Power up like senzu bean, I'm on go I'm tryna knock
By Myself don't need a team
See more than one I spray the block

Spray the block yuhhh, Spray the block
Blame it on the Judge
ODM BJ

Written by:
Brian Stewart Jr

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