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sem ljung – outside lyrics

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[verse 1: sem ljung]
headache and a torn pec. my set
repping the wet+dress, red flex, fish in a blood net, ah
on a jet and we fly+out west. man i ain’t just k!lling it, i’m filling it with all the sh+t
i’m pumping with my pickle rick

i sleep with it, after i finish quick
i wasn’t down for the long time
i was down for the good time
rolling brown with the whole crowd

i prowl and attack when i don’t drown
whole squad on the low down
and i’m back in town
yeah, for one f+cking night, let’s be the clowns

[verse 2: leif]
she wanna hang with the team
got all of these thotties on me
jump on the stage, yeah i scream
i can’t stand straight, yeah i lean

i’m back on my mu’f+cking bullsh+t
i’ma might jump in the pool, sh+t
your b+tch with me and she drooling
she wanna swallow my cool whip
[hook: young skrugge]
we play no fellow
who you think you are you little fellow
we ain’t playing cello+cello

we play no fellow
who you think you are you little fellow
we ain’t playing cello
like what the f+ck h+llo

[verse 3: young skrugge]
all this money, yeah it makes me drown
we be scheming, in a world full of clowns
she wants me, to make her cum
she wanna chew my d+ck like it’s gum

drawers full of couple of pounds
smoke the best weed in all of the towns
know i get drip from my gucci belt
my bars be sick, they get felt

me and sem in the studio
we in paradise shoutout coolio

[hook: young skrugge]
we play no fellow
who you think you are you little fellow
we ain’t playing cello+cello
we play no fellow
who you think you are you little fellow
we ain’t playing cello+oh
what the f+ck h+llo

[tag]
you’ve got mail

- sem ljung lyrics

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