Obie Trice - Out of State Lyrics

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Out of State

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What Are The Lyrics For Out of State By Obie Trice?
Roll out, straight to the ATL
Coming from the DET gotta bail Gotta get mail in adbundance Stat watch that yay on the oven Nigga this hustlin' Had enough gettin' nothing Cooped in the ?? Gotta get accustomed So I push that dust, that's me crushin' Push that new stank ugly, Snowflakes in the hood like flurries, Nigga so urgently, gotta earn that cheese, affirmatively, The firm with me gotta, turn the keys of a 64 fever, So eager, go re-up, get cheese on the old school beeper, No two-ways, no feds, only way a nigga get head get bread, Stay low-pro, no po-po, no hoes in the spot where the dope grow We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes, Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state! Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up! Dippin' now, in the CAL, get Dre on the phone, Gotta put that fluff on hold, homegrown, holmes know, Bubonic chronic gots to move on it soon as possible Honest, you-Hauls, movin' by two anonymous drivers Reclinin', just a couple of folks reload from the West to the East coast, Gotta get that dough, flip them bows, get back to the 'Mo like pronto With guacemole, niggaz can't grow these, got it where they make nacho, Not so? Taste that, wipe the Ajax off that plastic wrap, Look at him now, his eyes saggin' like my Dickie khaks, In fact nigga cheef on that, please believe I gotta get them stacks We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes, Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state! Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up! Haters, faders know, Detroit flavor gators bankroll, You can never trust them stank hoes, Minnesota got that stroleon(?), troleum On that rack, gotta flip them O's like that, get that dough right back Gotta make sure niggaz intact Strapped, niggaz get mad, Gotta have witchu, Gat Gotta put them boys in bags, make noise, Niggaz know you ain't havin' that Gotta have that, gettin' ass since, Where the math at? Nigga pass that No average, pure, what do you think a nigga down here for? Get more, gotta push them Bentley Azures, Niggaz on empty, gotta get it up plenty, niggaz know wit' me We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes, Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state! Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up! |
Who Wrote Out of State By Obie Trice?
Hamilton Bohannon, Hamilton Frederick Bohannon, Marvin Gaye, Marvin P Gaye, Michael James Henderson, Obie Trice
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