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ibn inglor - out of sight lyrics

(feat. drea smith)

out of sight out of map,
out of sight out of map,
out of sight out of map,
these womens on my line
like when you coming home yeah, they be coming home
i ain’t never coming home
cuz b-tch i’ve f-cking you i’m out of sight out of map

out of sight out of map,
out of sight out of map,
out of sight out of map,
out of sight out of map,
these womens on my line
like when you coming home yeah, they be coming home
i ain’t never coming home
cuz b-tch i’ve f-cking you i’m out of sight out of map

b-tch i’m the sh-t now wait up,
you telling now your friends i’m the sh-t now
dragging up the phone like you’ve been down
d-mn it you just drag him on the phone like you kidnap
you ain’t no god d-mn brad it to me
remember all them wh-r-s in the back of the street
that you was actualy hit it
would you a natural hit?
motherf-cker i cry, i cry all the night that you love me
you left me so down, i can’t believe that this is tragic
i can’t believe that this life won’t catch me
i swear to god i remember
put it on my life that you are, that you are what i mean

you my ex, you don’t give s-x, s-x in that motherf-cker way
you expect me to stay, you expect me to call
you expect me to lean just pull on truck
i don’t do that d-mn pillow talking
i don’t give a d-mn keep on talking
is she allowd if she keep on talking
talking motherf-cker do end up walking
get it up, get it up, get it up just talk
motherf-cker i am tired of these motherf-cker
you’re the last motherf-cker though the …
take the shuts all night, get a veste motherf-cker
cuz i never give a f-ck, i never give a f-ck
keep it reast motherf-cker
cuz i will motherf-cker blow it if i will change so bad
my mother never know that her son is never home
these b-tches got it tight up in their motherf-cker rooms
i’m tired and tired to be in this motherf-cker rules
f-ck parents just rave, this motherf-ckers dude
let’s just motherf-cker do it
yeah my girls stay home, she motherf-cker rudest
so motherf-cker order
i swear that i don’t know what you doing now
how you gonna flex on
how you gonna flex on
i made you how you are and you the motherf-cker best
and i just uh out of sight

out of sight out of map,
out of sight out of map,
out of sight out of map,
these womens on my line
like when you coming home yeah, they be coming home
i ain’t never coming home
cuz b-tch i blow up, b-tch i motherf-cker blow up

- ibn inglor lyrics

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