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letra de out the sky - rootsz

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pre hook
whoe whoe whoe whoe

homie we know that you lied (p-ssy)
p-ssy n-gga betta hide (yikes)
i got coochie on my eyes (oeh)
and my shawty super sized (wow)
and she came in with her friends (whoe)
now she leaving with the guys (hahaha)
haters know that we fly
aiming at us
try to shoot us out the sky (whoe whoe whoe plau)

hook

smelling haters in the air (smell em)
poppin bottles of belaire (yikes)
told me that she got a man (what)
took her home, i didn’t care. (no)
took a step back
now we at the top
and we drippin down the stairs (yah yah yah yah)
and you feel some type of way talking sh-t
homie you were never there

verse 1

goofy n-ggas try to gossip (p-ssy)
hating on me when i pop sh-t (pop one)
selling keys like we the locksmith (yikes)
you looking
we already copped it (wow)
partic-p-ting in the mosh pit (wow)
f-ck a beef
i gave a her sausage (sauce
she saw you
but she choose me
homie yeah i gave all the options (whoe whoe)
(yah)

it’s crazy how n-ggas who know ya (know ya)
you in the street with
you never beefed with
act like a snake
while they try to expose ya (snakes)
making these stories
cuz you got the glory
and you got the cash
to pull up in that rover (skurt skurt)
coppers be lurking
we sober (sober)
they didn’t believe
i left and achieved
now looking like
sucka i told ya
ha! (hahaha)

every night looks like a b-day (wow
she back it up like a dj (back it up
shawty want the bands
told her call ya friends
yeah we talk after the threeway (yah)
dreaming bout buying that pj (fly)
ballin, i make it look easy (wow)
homie got the mac
in that cadillac (prr prr prr)
we back to back on that freeway (rauw)

pre hook

we know that you lied
so you betta hide (why you lied n-gga)
coochie on my eyes
shawty super sized (splash wow)
came in with her friends
leaving with the guys (yah)
haters know we fly
aiming at us
try to shoot us out the sky (whoe whoe whoe yah)

hook

smelling haters in the air (smell em)
poppin bottles of belaire (pop one)
told me that she got a man (what)
took her home
i didn’t care (nah)
took a step back
now we at the top (whoe whoe whoe)
drippin down the stairs (drippin)
you feel some type of way
talking sh-t
homie you were never there (no)

verse 2

i’m with yo shawty
in yo f-cking city (oeh ah)
gave her the pickle
and five minutes after
went to piccadilly’s (oeh ah)
when she saw your homies
she acting all c-cky
knowing that she with me (oeh ah)
when she saw your momma
she left her all petty
knowing that she pretty (hahaha!)

balling, you suckas stay bogus (bogus)
tom ford, fully focus (wow)
neck chain still the coldest (ice)
stepped in the game
and got noticed (yah)
cash in my jeans
pocket bloated (yah!)
i got yo b-tch
in hypnosis (yah!)
told her just open yo lotus. (whoe)
vip, f-cking the hostess (bustin it)

counting it twice
yeah the cash tight (wow)
on the freeway going left right (skurt)
yeah i want cake
like a fat guy
f-ck peace
hit em two times
for the black eyes (pah)

you like her
she f-cking with me (with me)
but you still bought her chain (what)
yeah we both know that’s it’s fake
i bust on her face (hahahah)
it’s leaving a stain. (whoe)

pre hook

we know that you lied
so you betta hide (why you lied n-gga)
coochie on my eyes
shawty super size (splash wow)
came in with her friends
leaving with the guys (yah)
haters know we fly
aiming at us
try to shoot us out the sky (whoe whoe whoe yah)

hook

smelling haters in the air (smell em)
poppin bottles of belaire (pop one)
told me that she got a man (what)
took her home
i didn’t care (nah)
took a step back
now we at the top (whoe whoe whoe)
and we drippin down the stairs (drippin)
and you feel some type of way
talking sh-t
homie you were never there (no)

- rootsz

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