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lou phelps – out my face lyrics

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[intro]
ayy, huh
yeah, yeah
mm, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, uh
yeah

[chorus]
yeah, out my face (uh+huh)
she got her own thing, she gangsta servin’ bass
got another couple thousand for her shape, mm
independent, what the f+ck i’m ‘posed to say?
matsuhisa ‘fore a n+gga start the day
smokin’ grabba ‘fore she hit the runway
new designer bag, she loves the chanel
wasn’t there for her birthday, sent her birkin through the mail, uh
[post+chorus]
only time will tell, uh, only time will tеll, mm
all my records sell, mm, and they not on salе, uh (uh+huh)
i need me a mill’, uh, need a hundred mill’ (uh+huh)
all without a deal, uh, all without a deal, yeah

[verse 1]
yeah, uh
these called marquise (uh+huh)
do the dance like marquis
we don’t do no small fees
now she wanna get nasty
all because i’m an artist
b+tch better not @ me, uh
finna pop like acne, yeah

[bridge]
(what’s up? what’s up?)
(what’s up? what’s up?)
(what’s up? what’s up?)
(what’s up? what’s up?)

[chorus]
yeah, out my face (uh+huh)
she got her own thing, she gangsta servin’ bass
got another couple thousand for her shape, mm
independent, what the f+ck i’m ‘posed to say?
matsuhisa ‘fore a n+gga start the day
smokin’ grabba ‘fore she hit the runway
new designer bag, she loves the chanel
wasn’t there for her birthday, sent her birkin through the mail, uh
[post+chorus]
only time will tell, uh, only time will tell, mm
all my records sell, mm, and they not on sale, uh (uh+huh)
i need me a mill’, uh, need a hundred mill’ (uh+huh)
all without a deal, all, all, all without a deal, yeah

[verse 2]
yeah, i done coppe a crib, yeah (all without a deal, yeah, uh+huh)
diamonds chandelier, yeah (all, all, all without a deal, uh)
spent a bag at liv (spent a bag at liv), that’s just how i live (that’s just how i live)
did it by myself (did it by myself), even papa wasn’t here, uh (papa wasn’t here)

[outro]
(what’s up?)
yeah, out my face (what’s up?)
she got her own thing, she gangsta servin’ bass (what’s up?)
got another couple thousand for her shape, mm (what’s up?)



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