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letra de fuck out my way - amber london

[chorus: amber london]
f-ck- f-ck- f-ck- f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way (make way for the queen)
get- get- get the f-ck out my way
the f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way
f-ck- f-ck- f-ck- f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way
f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way (make way for the queen)
get- get- get the f-ck out my way (you know they say that she mean)
get- get- get the f-ck out the way
f-ck- f-ck- f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way

[verse 1: amber london]
you know i shouldn’t have to say get the f-ck out my way
you better make way for a queen
i been smoking all day
i ain’t in the mood to play
i’ll leave you soakin’ jose
your head open
i’m heavy totin’
gun pokin’ your face
b-tch i’m gettin’ money
i don’t have to f-ck with you fakes
i’m still ridin’ with no brakes
don’t give a f-ck what you say
i’m still not slidin’ with no snakes
the guns they tucked by the waist
you can’t keep up with the pace
you hear the phonk and the bass
beat out your drunk
i’m blowin’ skunk and it stunk up the place
you smokin’ junk
you smell mine, it’s like a dunk in your face
b-tch give me my sp-ce ’cause i ain’t in to that talkin’
and all that internet sh-t that’ll have your ass in the coffin
hole in one like a game of golf
i know you came and lost
but f-ck fame you can’t blame a boss
look at the chain, it gloss
look at the chain, it glitz
in my wrist yellow diamonds, the same as p-ss, ya b-tch
[chorus: amber london, sp-ceghostpurrp]
f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way (make way for the queen)
get- get- get the f-ck out my way
the f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way
f-ck- f-ck- f-ck- f-ck out my way (lets’ go)
get the f-ck out my way (go -laughing-)
f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way (make way for the queen)
get- get- get the f-ck out my way (you know they say that she mean, didn’t she say get the f-ck out her way n-gga?)
get- get- get the f-ck out the way (f-ck n-gga back your ass the f-ck back)
f-ck- f-ck- f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way

[verse 2: sp-ceghostpurrp]
we gettin’ buck in this b-tch
we gettin’ crunk in this b-tch
get the f-ck out my motherf-ckin’ way in this b-tch
i got the k in this b-tch
and i’m lettin’ it spray in this b-tch
man. you already know i act a ass in this b-tch
she got a ass in this b-tch
you know i’m grabbin’ that sh-t
b-tch i’m gon’ f-ck you crazy like [?] in this b-tch
i got a jasmin, she bad as f-ck and she all on my d-ck
she from los angeles, los angeles and she love to suck d-ck
get the f-ck out my face
get the f-ck out my way
i thought i told this f-ck n-gga get the f-ck out my face
slap him in the face
slam him on the ground
you already know (pop, pop, pop)
n-gga that sound
the crowd clear, the crowd clear
everybody runnin’ around
the crowd clear, the crowd clear
i’m gunnin’ everybody down
these n-ggas ain’t sh-t
these- these- these n-ggas ain’t no sh-t
n-gga f-ck around with me
imma f-ckin’ k!ll him in this b-tch (that’s right)
[chorus: amber london]
f-ck- f-ck- f-ck- f-ck out my way (my way)
get the f-ck out my way (my way) (make way for the queen)
get- get- get the f-ck out my way (my way)
the f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way
f-ck- f-ck- f-ck- f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way
f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way (my way) (make way for the queen)
get- get- get the f-ck out my way (my way) (you know they say that she mean)
get- get- get the f-ck out the way
f-ck- f-ck- f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way

[verse 3: dough2x]
the f-ck out my way
what the f-ck did i say?
[?] you get hit with this k
i’m gettin’ this money, touchin’ hundreds all day
i can’t stop, i won’t stop, got no time to play
me and my k!llers [?]
ready to spray, ya- ya- ya- yay
play with that [?] gon’ lay, lay, lay, lay
kidnap your bay, bay, bay, bay
you can get murdered hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
i don’t give a f-ck what they say, say, say, say
i’m on the highway, the interstate
takin’ her legs, get the f-ck out my way
you n-ggas don’t know how i’m movin’
you non-believers like judas
i flow like a buddhist
your b-tch wanna f-ck ’cause she know i’m the truest
i be [?]
like a old-timer, i been doin’ this
ain’t new to this boy, i’m true to this sh-t
pokerface on, stackin’ them chips
love me or hate me, don’t matter to me
[?], get away from me please
i’m not your boyfriend unless you be
tryna get me everyday of the week
that’s seven days, i’m talkin’ no sleep
ain’t nothin’ to me
sober as f-ck, drinkin’ coffee
think i’m alone but i’m totin’ that heat
the [?] ain’t got nothin’ on me
b-tch i’m a beast, i been in these streets
you n-ggas is weak
remember me like muhammad ali
osama bin laden [?] droppin’ bodies
you n-ggas don’t want it
i’ll f-ck up your party
b-tch
[chorus: amber london]
f-ck out my way (my way)
get the f-ck out my way (my way) (make way for the queen)
get- get- get the f-ck out my way (my way)
the f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way
f-ck- f-ck- f-ck- f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way
f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way (my way) (make way for the queen)
get- get- get the f-ck out my way (my way) (you know they say that she mean)
get- get- get the f-ck out the way
f-ck- f-ck- f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my way

- amber london

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