Bathed In Lyrics

Bathed In Lyrics by Ollie Joseph :
[Intro: Ollie Joseph]
b*tch, b*tch!
Hello?
Aye
Tell em’

[Chorus: Ollie Joseph]
Pulled up smelling like I bathed in b*tches (damn)
Probably going what you ate for Christmas (I’m h.a.m.)
Aye, Aye, man, why people hate to see you winning?
Oh well, I stay gettin’ it
Pulled up smelling like I bathed in b*tches (okay)
I switch em’ up, never with the same women (all day)
Aye, Aye, Yuh, why people hate to see you winning?
Oh well, I stay gettin’ it

[Verse 1: Ollie Joseph]
House so big, that b*tch got a food court
If you only got 198 for a feature, n*gga you came up two short
New Porsche, pulled up, scoot scoot? Two Porsche
Kinda ugly but I’m cute, like a muthaf*ckin newborn, aye
Hella n*ggas f*ck with me like Newports
New yacht, new location everyday muthaf*cka I been pulling up to new ports
Probably posted up, out in the Polynesian Islands
Aye, ad b*tches all welcome, on the P.J. you can fly in
I treat the bar like a sl*t, Ima get a round
I see a muthaf*ckin check, and I get aroused
I said I get around when a n*gga saw a check
Dive in the sauce, came up too fast, and I got the f*cking benz
Ollie shinning, probably sipping on Milwaukee’s finest
Got models squirtin’ when a n*gga order bottle service
I’m feeling like a groupie, how I’m running through these bands now
Brrrrrat, BOOM, BOW, man down

[Chorus: Ollie Joseph]
Pulled up smelling like I bathed in b*tches (damn)
Probably going what you ate for Christmas (I’m h.a.m.)
Aye, Aye, man, why people hate to see you winning?
Oh well, I stay gettin’ it
Pulled up smelling like I bathed in b*tches (okay)
I switch em’ up, never with the same women (all day)
Aye, Aye, Yuh, why people hate to see you winning?
Oh well, I stay gettin’ it

[Verse 2: Tray Benson]
(Okay)
I’m draped in all my bathing ape, I told my mom I want the Wraith
Got pasta, shrimp, and calamari chillin’ on my dinner plate
Got Louis V on the case, Cartie frames on my face
Bought two twin Porsches (Vroom Vroom), me and OJ race
Skrt skrt skrt, switching lanes and switching b*tches
b*tch my presence is a present, everywhere I go is Christmas
Hit the store, had to cash out, got a bad b*tch with her ass out
See I’m drinking liquor till I pass out (drinking liquor till I pass out)
Call me lumberjack, when I go and break the tree down
Homie, I’m a king, and I only want to sip Crown
Yeah it’s no lie, n*gga I’m the truth, heard n*ggas talking sh*t, ima call the troops
I’m just really spitting, like I lost a tooth, riding in the drop top, like I lost the roof
Feelin’ on her titties when I got my top down
Cruising through the city, I just got top, wow
Weed, b*tches, money, and they all a hundred pounds
n*gga put his hands on me, brrrr brrrr, man down

[Chorus: Ollie Joseph]
Pulled up smelling like I bathed in b*tches (damn)
Probably going what you ate for Christmas (I’m h.a.m.)
Aye, Aye, man, why people hate to see you winning?
Oh well, I stay gettin’ it
Pulled up smelling like I bathed in b*tches (okay)
I switch em’ up, never with the same women (all day)
Aye, Aye, Yuh, why people hate to see you winning?
Oh well, I stay gettin’ it