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enzovv$ - out the mud lyrics

[intro]
vv$!
got it out the mud
out the mud
yuh, yuh vv$!

[hook]
f-cking with the plug
momma think i got a raise
momma think i got a raise
shoot for the stars
i might go and cop a wraith
i might go and cop a wraith
got it out the mud
being broke was just a phase
being broke was just a phase
f-cking with the plug
momma think i got a raise
momma think i got a raise
shoot for the stars
i might go and cop a wraith
i might go and cop a wraith
(cop a wraith)
(cop a wraith)

[verse 1]
got it out the mud like a rose
told my jeweler make it snow
got it on me they don’t know
now i’m out they like, “no way!”
backwoods for that propane
she chewing molly’s no cocaine
asian b-tch like lo mien
double cup of that soul train
shawty know i got the juice
p-ss that pussy to my troops
i just duck, duck, let ’em goose
money got me living loose
money got me living free
counting up in the coup
$1000 pair of shoes
spend $100 on some food
you ain’t been acting real
you ain’t my mans f’real
you ain’t sippin’ act f’real
i had to get it out the mud (i had to get it)
i had to get out and find a plug
i understand that you’re down bad
but please do not hit my line about a juug
really i don’t give a f-ck
rick owens foreign feet
frappé keep it clean
vvs on my teeth
diamonds water like the beach
f-cked a model last week
i can still smell the bleach
young n-gg- i got pull
young n-gg- i got reach
i got a bag for me, don’t got a bag for you
we the same age
i don’t feel bad for you
i did what i had to do
i do what i have to do
i had to cut off the snakes
i had to cut off the jakes
i had to cut my b-tch off
she was getting in the way

[verse 2]
promethazine tastes like kool-aid
pop a bean and feel like luke cage
run it up b-tch i’m too paid
ruth’s chris on a tuesday
money talks, y’ain’t got nothing to say
pop a seal it’s a new day
too much lean for a mood swang
ooh! i just ran off with your boo thang
i just pulled up in that new sleigh
in the kitchen whippin’ soufflé
online buying new thangs
little mama call me “vacay”
take that pussy on a vacay
i can fly you out way way, way way way
capricorn i’m the g.o.a.t
that n-gg- lame he a joke
yeah that b-tch bad but she broke
twenty racks stuffed in my coat
why you walking ’round with that?
you could buy a car with that
give a broke boy a heart attack

- enzovv lyrics

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