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letra de out my body - mike brokeasf

[intro]
(d-ckhead)
aye, lil’ mike higher than a b-tch, ah

[verse 1]
why you rap ’bout drugs, why you rap ’bout hoes?
when you live like this, man that’s all you know (all you know)
i don’t give two f-cks, and that’s fosho (that’s fosho)
i don’t wanna hear it, p-ssy ass n-gga
boy you gotta get yo’ racks up (get them f-ckin’ racks)
i been on my grind, and i know you see it baby
yeah, i been goin’ hard, i’m like “yeah, what’s up ‘lil baby”
yeah, on the f-ckin’ [?], huh, wanna f-ck me baby
oh you wanna f-ck me baby?
pullin’ off my rick owens jeans, this b-tch wanna taste it
got into my airbnb, now she naked
ass fat, spank it
i don’t gotta chase the bag ho’, ’cause it chase me
i said i don’t gotta chase these racks, ’cause they chase me
and i go all dior, like a hypebeast (hypebeast)
dior hedi (hedi)
cd jeans, nike (nike)
this sh-t spicy (spicy)
jalapeno spicy
you know this sh-t could get hot, so why would you try me?
yeah, i just wanna know, i just wanna know
they takin’ pics of me when i walk through the door
you ain’t heard ’bout me, b-tch i’m on a roll
[bridge]
if you ain’t heard ’bout me, you should probably know
i’m probably fried in this b-tch, you should already know
and b-tch, i get so high
i’m searchin’ for my soul (searchin’ for my soul)
i look up in the mirror, i ain’t see n0body though

[verse 2]
i’m out my body, ho’
b-tch i’m out my body, ho’
i’m out my f-ckin’ body
i know everybody watchin’
i know everybody plottin’
but b-tch, you can’t stop me (you can’t stop me)
my mind outta soul, my mind out this body
you know that this sh-t get hot, so why would you try me?
she don’t want my ig page, why this lil’ b-tch stalkin’?
how you keep yo’ cool, when everybody jockin’
i’m a young trendsetter, so that sh-t really don’t bother me
when i’m trippin’ out on ig, man i really just be talkin’ (yeah)
if i was you, i’d f-ck with me too, so that really don’t even bother me
man these b-tches just be talkin’
why these b-tches be talkin’
all these b-tches be talkin’

[verse 3]
run it back, let’s just sign me to the [?]
i be smokin’ purp still (i be smokin’ purp)
young upper echelon (upper echelon)
b-tch i’m upper echelon
keep my glockie on a, huh (glockie on)
uh, smith & wesson, huh (smith & wesson)
you know that i’m protected, yeah (i’m protected)
i got nut on her face and this b-tch l!ck it up (l!ck it all)
she don’t wipe it off (no she don’t)
and she driftin’ off
yeah this lil’ b-tch scream my name when i beat up the wall, uh
yeah the p-ssy good (p-ssy good)
but i want the jaw (want the jaw)
lil’ mike, i’m too raw (lil’ b-tch)
you talkin’ out the jaw (you a hoe)
you say you better than the kid, you talkin’ out the jaw (oh no)
p-ssy, i’ma punch you in your jaw just for lookin’ at me
p-ssy ah lil’ boy, yeah you p-ssy ah lil’ boy

- mike brokeasf

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