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letra de get out my way - full house mob

[verse 1: $rivatt]
ion’t f-ck around wit’ no greedy ho
i ain’t wastin’ time on no needy ho
she think she a dime, you can keep that ho
if she come around, i might beat it though
keep a sl-t or two wit’ me, you know what they do wit’ me
rollin’ through in that caddy, act like you know who wit’ me
these the dudes that group wit’ me, that’s who i call crew wit’ me
all that sh-t you scared to do, that’s what they been through wit’ me
f-ck with us, you’ll regret it
told her do it and she did it
if you think you know me better, out my way i’ma get it

[verse 2: stripes]
step away from the path that i’m takin’
life’s a drag race, ain’t no reason for brakin’
gucci red and green, rastafari, jamaican
speakin’ of that, think i’ma take a vacation
i’m mvp, these girls on me, they wanna know my history
like where i been, and how i spend my time and all my f-ckin’ green
listening to me speak, this is time number three
that i gotta tell you i’m not into sharin’ my seat
if you can’t handle the weed, and you claim that you green
b-tch do me a favor, don’t f-cking puke in the sink

[hook: brownbearq]
get out my way
get out my way
or we gon’ scr-p
don’t keep no strap
i use my hands
we gettin’ bands
free tay-k
you a lame

{verse 3: steak]
catch me on the beat, or just ridin’ down the street
with a bad b-tch, top down, she got double d’s (yuh)
i do what i please, they call me st–ze
lookin’ at my wrist, and your ass gon’ start to freeze (yeah)
rollin’ up the trees, passin’ through the breeze
flyin’ overseas, collectin’ foreign keys
boats, cars, jet skis, eatin’ fancy cheeze
homie better ease, don’t try to step at me
’cause if you, my finger gonna squeeze
and ion’t want no case, so will you just please
get out my way

{verse 4: matty light]
when i’m driving through the lane
or steppin’ back, hit you with the tre, out here lookin’ like klay
and you might as well pray i don’t hit you with that dirk fadeaway
get out of my way, ’cause i’m ’bout to slay, it’s about to be a field day, and all the p-ssies ’bout to spray
while you stand in the doorway, and your dreams go down the drain

[hook: brownbearq]
get out my way
get out my way
or we gon’ scr-p
don’t keep no strap
i use my hands
we gettin’ bands
free tay-k
you a lame

[verse 5: itsbobbyb-tch]
get out my way, i’m gettin’ cake
hold up ‘lil b-tch can you come this way
me and my n-ggas tryna nut today
i’m dressed in designer, double g’s on my waist
n-ggas didn’t know i had them racks
my plug said “where that sh-t at?”
i told him that i double dat
then i came back with some racks

[hook: brownbearq]
get out my way
get out my way
or we gon’ scr-p
don’t keep no strap
i use my hands
we gettin’ bands
free tay-k
you a lame

- full house mob

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