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rob berry - outdoor girl lyrics

verse1:
to miami, b-tch we’re drivin’
in the sea we are divin’
broken boys are in the drive-in
(we are starving
playin too much starwing)
got ma falafel on the plate
chicken peas, tastes great
we just hanging at the library
we always drunk at our winery
if you ask me for a date
b-tch i’m always too late
gonna f-ck her anyway
smoke in my lungs / like i’m charlie sheen
while i listen to yung lean
why you’re throwing up gang signs?
go and take snow caine lines
(f-ck the police
we pop mollyyyyysss)

hook:
all this money i’m countin
while b-tches do some pountin
and all drugs are around me
b-tches always found me
when i’m high like a mountain
we have no recording deal
cause we stay real

verse 2:
b-tch, get on your knees
b-tch, call me a money-g
cause you’re my honeybee
in my room and outdoors
we’re poppin these pills
we’re droppin our sk!lls
we’re paying all bills
we’ve got hunnid dollar bills
we’ve got money in our bags
we’ve got mary jane in stacks
look at this bill gates, he is deeply in debt
we are takin over rap
punchin all these rap f-gs
none / of them / is on my tracks
cause i got my own swag
and these weirdos are so whack
so here i got it, do you see my stack
lots of benjamins in my pocket
kahee boys here, we rock it

hook:
all this money i’m countin
while b-tches do some pountin
and all drugs are around me
b-tches always found me
when i’m high like a mountain
we have no recording deal
cause we stay real

outro:
falafel on the plate
i’m always too late
money in my pocket
don’t wear bucket (hats)
i’m mothaf-ckin high, smokin heroin
i’m high in the sky, sippin purple lean
broken boys on deck we’ll be back, like arnie
all these boring b-tches getting horny

- rob berry lyrics

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