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Outy When I Drive / Blamed (feat. Rich the Kid, Yella Beezy & Sage the Gemini)

Artist:Chris Brown  Album:Indigo (Extended)  Composer:Chris Brown, Alex Petit, Dimitri Roger, Patrizio Pigliapoco, Aaron Rogers, Michael "Foreign Teck" Hernandez, Nigel Sparkes, Dominic Woods, Rashad Johnson, Kevin Gomringer & Tim Gomringer 

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CashMoneyAP Everything foreign, nigga Ooh Bougie, shit tell 'em back back Back back Runnin' around with the rat pack Huh That ass too fat, tell her back back What Ain't doing no talkin, the choppa got kick back Blat Ooh, ooh She won't be my boo My boo I was broke, now I got bitches in my coupe Huh Me and Breezy, 50 hoes, by the group By the group That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh Ain't told the truth I get her gone Fuck her once, she won't pick up the phone What? I send her home Home Give me the dome, give me the dome High-y, high-y, high I'ma fly, I'ma flatline Outy when I drive Bring me up, bitch, on both sides Broke niggas always minus, wearin' designer See me, I beat it out the line and it'll fuck ya spine up High-y, high-y, high Yeah, baby, flatline Outy when I drive, flatline High-y, high-y, high Yeah, baby, flatline Outy when I drive Bitch, on both sides When I do the dash, bitch, I swear that they mouth wide Hunnids, countin' cash in a pair of them off-whites You need to bring your ass over here If your nigga wanna fight, bitch, come outside I'm off this Hennessy, too many shots Don't give a fuck Ain't no excuses for bein' belligerent, just give me the bottle Stop thinkin' about it, 'til I'm on the floor Switchin' lanes, caught in the paint, off the backboard Ain't no way I'ma change, pussy got me goin' High-y, high-y, high I'ma fly, I'ma flatline Outy when I drive Bring me up, bitch, on both sides Broke niggas always minus, wearin' designer See me, I beat it out the line and it'll fuck ya spine up High-y, high-y, high Yeah, baby, flatline Outy when I drive, flatline High-y, high-y, high Yeah, baby, flatline Outy when I drive Bitch, on both sides I say vroom, vroom 808s gon' make your body shake Look bitch boom, boom And when I get you I'll knock that pussy to the moon, moon If he trippin', grab that Smith And I'ma knock his brain loose Do what you do These hatin' niggas got it bad Nigga talkin' tough into my lil' condo, and shot his ass And if you mention me, then you gon' end up in a body bag Lil' mama, I ain't tryna fuck you, you ain't got a lot of ass I need a lot of that, yeah-yeah High-y, high-y, high I'ma fly, I'ma flatline Outy when I drive Bring me up, bitch, on both sides Broke niggas always minus, wearin' designer See me, I beat it out the line and it'll fuck ya spine up High-y, high-y, high Yeah, baby, flatline Outy when I drive, flatline High-y, high-y, high Yeah, baby, flatline Outy when I drive Bitch, on both sides Your call cannot be completed as dialed Please check the number and dial again Or dial 6-1-1 Don't play me to the left, no 'Fore I pull up with that thing on me I'm shootin', aimin' for the neck And ain't nobody finna bang on me Ayy, I just check my bank account, I'm goin' dumb as fuck I point her in the right direction, tell her, "Run it up" I put her in the Louis line, nigga, one-to-ones But we don't fight I take this .40 off my waist just like a tummy tuck I don't speak much unless it's money, so If they don't know me personal, then I don't take it personal They love you when you wins high, let you know Let you know But when your wins low, they treat you like a Urkel I learn that family don't always matter Yeah, whoa I send these shots around


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