Farout

Pretty little mama got a smile on her face
Big around the booty but it's small around her waist
Oh good lord what a fine display
If you lookin' for a dime piece heard that they out there now

Heard that they out there
Well alright
Farout

Baby can't me mad at me for staring at the chest
What the fuck you doing here with all that flesh
Oh my goodness I'm so obsessed
Still if you lookin' for a dime piece heard that they out there now

Heard that they out there
Well alright
Farout

And if you feel me you call her
(Hey, ho)
(Hey, ho)
And if you feel me you call her
(Hey, ho)
(Hey, ho)

I'm made of piss and vinegar so I need some sugar
I don't see no evil I deserve being looker
The whole club crunk gotta get out now
Every once a while man I heard that they out there now

The boy is so hungry and she lookin' like a meal
If she want a ride I can let her take the wheel
Oh that body is so unreal
If you lookin' for a dime piece heard that they out there now

I heard that they out there
Well alright
Farout

Bet a hundred dollars that her skin caramel
Don't look in her eyes she is a devil herself
Oh my lord I'm going straight to hell
If you lookin' for a dime piece heard that they out there now

Heard that they out there
Well alright
Farout

And if you feel me you call her
(Hey, ho)
(Hey, ho)
And if you feel me you call her
(Hey, ho)
(Hey, ho)

I'm made of piss and vinegar so I need some sugar
I don't see no evil I deserve being looker
The whole club crunk gotta get out now
Every once a while man I heard that they out there now

I'm made of piss and vinegar so I need some sugar
I don't see no evil I deserve being looker
The whole club crunk gotta get out now
Every once a while man I heard that they out there now



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Anderson, Cornelius Noll
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