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letra de outside - fukkit

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[intro]
yeah, aye, we outside (aye, aye, aye, aye)
we outside, yeah (aye, aye, aye, aye)

[verse 1]
[?] in the section sitting down with some celebrities
i’ma f-ck this b-tch one time, i won’t buy her a wedding ring
i take her to the crib and bend her over, don’t do settling
the money that i got inside my pocket, it’s unsettling
i flexed up, these n-ggas really think i startеd wrestling
now that my check up, the baddеst b-tches under my covers wrestling
walked inside the club
they ain’t even check me
took that b-tch to tiffany’s
got some head from stephanie
heard the opps is outside
who the f-ck is checking me?
why the f-ck you keep bugging me?
why the f-ck you keep pestering?
paper all up in my pants, i ain’t even go through lecturing
push to start, my new advance, i won’t let you get the best of me

[chorus]
slide
we not inside, it’s nowhere for the opps to hide
i’m in a foreign, i don’t even know how to put it in drive
i’m at asylum, i told tony, “punch the next line”
i’ma hit that b-tch right now ’cause i wanna f-ck her in her prime
vodka shots with white b-tches, i wash it down with lime
aye, drugs up in my veins, bands in my pocket like sublime
they wanna be like me?
too bad, you ain’t got the drive
i used to hit l!cks with my girl, we was in miami, bonnie, clyde
[verse 2]
i don’t pull up to your crib because i know it’s a waste of time
aye, f-ck these n-ggas, they don’t got what i got inside my mind
every time i f-ck her face, i reach the deep end of her mind
every time i tell you how i feel, i’m just like, “nevermind”
every time i’m outside, i tell my bro, “aye, pass the fye”
every time i’m at saks, i have to spend at least five
who want the smoke? you finna get that sh-t, it’s not a [?] live
if it’s smoke, we catch your body, bring it back, dead or alive

[chorus]
slide
we not inside, it’s nowhere for the opps to hide
i’m in a foreign, i don’t even know how to put it in drive
i’m at asylum, i told tony, “punch the next line”
i’ma hit that b-tch right now ’cause i wanna f-ck her in her prime
vodka shots with white b-tches, i wash it down with lime
aye, drugs up in my veins, bands in my pocket like sublime
they wanna be like me?
too bad, you ain’t got the drive
i used to hit l!cks with my girl, we was in miami, bonnie, clyde

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