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letra de out the mud - luh soldier

[intro]
yeah
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
i got this sh-t out the mud, lil’ n-gga, i’m doin’ this sh-t for my team
i went and took that lil’ glizzy, that b-tch was so pretty, it came with a beam
the draco chillin’ at the crib, i’m doin’ this sh-t for real
i had to get back in the booth, with this talent i got, i’ma run up a mil’, for real
turn this sh-t up in the club, when you hear this beat, dawg, you know that it’s soldier
lil bg get around your b-tch and if he think she bad, lil’ n-gga, then it’s over
trappin’ money in the sofa
i might just go cop me a rover
i’m sendin’ letters to the pen, i’m postin’ commissary, free my n-gga sosa, yeah
if you’re lookin’ for me then come get me
know i’m in the city, n-gga, why you hidin’?
if it’s pressure, n-gga, let me know
’cause if you say it’s up, lil’ n-gga, then i’m ridin’
i ran it up in perfect timing
a bunch of hitters and they slidin’
a n-gga used to rock the stage but now a n-gga steppin’ off in that designer, yeah
i need to get on medicaid, i’m sippin’ on that purple, i’m not talkin’ fanta
i told that b-tch to hit lil’ whoadie, you don’t understand him, that’s that country grammar, yeah
you know a n-gga keep that hammer
she spit it out and i’ma slap her
i catch a n-gga in the club then you know that it’s up and i’m not finna damper, yeah

[chorus]
i got this sh-t out the mud
how could i forget, dawg? i’m all about profit
i’m plugged in like a socket, i’m takin’ off just like a rocket
take a look at my motherf-ckin’ pocket
when she see them racks, i bet she pop it
you know a n-gga ’bout my scrilla
n-gga, where your money? know you need to stop it, yeah
i got this sh-t out the mud
how could i forget, dawg? i’m all about profit
i’m plugged in like a socket, i’m takin’ off just like a rocket
take a look at my motherf-ckin’ pocket
when she see them racks, i bet she pop it
you know a n-gga ’bout my scrilla
n-gga, where your money? know you need to stop it, yeah

[verse 2]
i hit that lil’ b-tch and her friend, now they say i’m a dog and i tell ’em to fetch
lil’ n-gga speakin’ on the soldier, know i gotta check him, better come correct
i’m always tryna chase a check
if i catch him, leave a n-gga wet
i’m smokin’ one h-ll of a blunt
but my b-tch in the house, she ain’t givin’ no neck, yeah
you know i gotta keep it gangster, n-gga
i’m a soldier, i might rob your partner
i treat a n-gga like a pill, you know i keep the chopper, i’ma have to pop him
i told the b-tch to call me papa
i take that back, just call me daddy
you can keep that n-gga on the side
’cause if you got a baby, b-tch, i ain’t the pappy, for real

[outro]
how could i forget, dawg? i’m all about profit
socket, i’m takin’ off just like a rocket
take a look at my motherf-ckin’ pocket
when she see them racks, i bet she pop it
you know a n-gga ’bout my scrilla
n-gga, where your money? know you need to stop it, yeah

- luh soldier

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