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jarren benton - out the mud lyrics

[intro: jarren benton]
k-k-kato on the track, b-tch

[verse: 1]
yeah, east side n-gga, old atlanta
mix that cocaina with the arm and hammer
nab his bag, they wear them blue bandanas
n-ggas still at this, they just shoot his hands up, uuh
came out the mud, used to live there
chopper dead it drop a big bear
won’t put my d-ck in a b-tch bare (uh-uh)
wrestle my demons like ric flair, uuh
please miss me with the horse sh-t
the horse power in the porshe sick
i murder everything that’s the course b-tch
mazel tov, pop the cork, b-tch
king benton i’m the lord’s gift
big scale on the forklift
i read the forbes list while eatin swordfish, uh
yeah, trap panther f-ckin lap dancers
drop out, i was baggin’ grams up
d-mn i thank, was back in hand cuffs
fast forward now we stackin bands up
n-ggas p-ssy, we gon’ smack your mans up
thirty rounds in the black banana
f-ck the monkey sh-t this is black atlanta, ugh

[chorus]
i got it outta the mud (out the mud)
i got it outta the mud (out the dirt)
i’m comin’ up from the bottom (from the bottom)
i got it outta the mud (brrah)
uh
came out the dirt with a whole lot of thugs (with a whole lot of thugs)
only one option: to win (haa)
i got it outta the mud
i got it outta the mud (out the mud)
i got it outta the mud (out the dirt)
i’m comin’ up from the bottom (from the bottom)
i got it outta the mud (brrah)
uh
came out the dirt with a whole lot of thugs (with a whole lot of thugs)
only one option: to win (haa)

[verse: 2]
new money new phone i’m like who dis (brr)
peace on me b-tch i’m a buddhist (i’m a buddhist)
my b-tch couldn’t care with no clothes on (she naked)
she walk in my crib like a nudist (uuh)
me and kato on some new sh-t (new sh-t)
don’t get it twisted like a rubix (cube)
run up on me like ya stupid i ain’t talking music n-gga i will lose it (brrrah hah)
f-ck you if you think that i am that n-gga (i am that n-gga)
not in a literal sense but god dammit i can’t think of n0body sicker
i just went through a divorce (freedom)
got outta tune with the lord (god)
lately i’ve been on the edge (oj)
i will put you in the morgue (room)
okay if you look at scores (swish)
i put a few on the board (cool)
i had to flex on these n-ggas
see the snakes from the view on the porch
my ego i’m dylon dylon (dylon)
born alone b-tch i’ma die alone (die alone)
the drugs that i’m on got me paranoid
say my prayers every night with a firearm

- jarren benton lyrics

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