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rxwtune - outtatown lyrics

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[chorus]
i f+ck with shawty when she out of town
she brought a friend she was from out of town
i can’t stay solid when you out of town
you stay here i promise that i’ll come around
don’t give me no run arounds
put the glock to his face, i bet he won’t come around
i beat the case over a hundred rounds
if i make i play, i bet we touching down, i bet we touching down

[verse 1]
shawty so bad she got me down bad
i need me a bag, hold up, i’m in my bag
200 on the dash, then i step on gas
i need me a bag, hold up, i’m in my bag
gimme my xan, hold up, i’m finna spaz
the copper on ass, so i gotta dash
ya shawty get passed, hold up, steve nash
i wanted me a jag, hold up, the digi dash
okay, i need my cash, i can’t come in last
i’m not poppin’ perkys, hold up, i’m poppin’ flats
i’m posted on the ave, i+i got the strap
i’m posted with my shooter he gon’ pull it fast

[chorus]
i f+ck with shawty when she out of town
she brought a friend she was from out of town
i can’t stay solid when you out of town
you stay here i promise that i’ll come around
don’t give me no run arounds
put the glock to his face, i bet he won’t come around
i beat the case over a hundred rounds
if i make i play, i bet we touching down, i bet we touching down
[verse 2]
in the coupe with my shooter, and zoot
it red seats shawty what it do
i’m a red fiend shawty suwoop
when i’m rollin’ off the molly i’m a fool
bad b+tch off the molly she a fool
my lil shooter off the molly he a fool
i just sold another 8+ball not no pool
and i’m selling all that akon out the coupe
bad b+tches like the clermonts, you know i love them
and i gotta stick too i gotta tuck em
bad b+tches like the clermonts, you know i love them
and i gotta stick too i gotta tuck em

[chorus]
i f+ck with shawty when she out of town
she brought a friend she was from out of town
i can’t stay solid when you out of town
you stay here i promise that i’ll come around
don’t give me no run arounds
put the glock to his face, i bet he won’t come around
i beat the case over a hundred rounds
if i make i play, i bet we touching down, i bet we touching down



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