Bring 'Em Out
Oh Lord bring em out
Two face way it out
New pairs way it out
Oh Lord bring em out
New Money my account
Old bitches ain't allowed
Passing out on that couch
Like I'm at my mama house
My Coop been around
My Coop been around
In my City in and out
Bitch I want my money now
New Coop been a...
She's still biting on my sound
Lost my head up in the clouds
Famous people ain't allowed
'Zighner bags take it out
My broke niggas been around
We been broke from the ground
Yeah my niggas been down
Loyalty over clout
That's that shit we on about
That's that shit we on about
They gon judge cos I ain't rich
They gon judge cos I never Steez
But we just keep it on a low
Only hot when you cold
They say nigga you's a joke
They gon judge cos I don't own no Rolex
They gon judge cos a nigga never flex
They gone judge cos I'm focused on myself, my family
Where the fake love
Oh Lord bring em out
Two face way it out
New pairs way it out
Oh Lord bring em out
New Money my account
Old bitches ain't allowed
Passing out on that couch
Like I'm at my mama house
My Coop been around
My Coop been around
In my City in and out
Bitch I want my money now
New Coop been a...
Two face way it out
New pairs way it out
Oh Lord bring em out
New Money my account
Old bitches ain't allowed
Passing out on that couch
Like I'm at my mama house
My Coop been around
My Coop been around
In my City in and out
Bitch I want my money now
New Coop been a...
She's still biting on my sound
Lost my head up in the clouds
Famous people ain't allowed
'Zighner bags take it out
My broke niggas been around
We been broke from the ground
Yeah my niggas been down
Loyalty over clout
That's that shit we on about
That's that shit we on about
They gon judge cos I ain't rich
They gon judge cos I never Steez
But we just keep it on a low
Only hot when you cold
They say nigga you's a joke
They gon judge cos I don't own no Rolex
They gon judge cos a nigga never flex
They gone judge cos I'm focused on myself, my family
Where the fake love
Oh Lord bring em out
Two face way it out
New pairs way it out
Oh Lord bring em out
New Money my account
Old bitches ain't allowed
Passing out on that couch
Like I'm at my mama house
My Coop been around
My Coop been around
In my City in and out
Bitch I want my money now
New Coop been a...
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Writer(s): Oratile Ntshekang
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