Outside

Yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
Yeah yeah yeah

Woah-oh
Yeah, like right here
Look, yeah
Uh

Don't e'en play with lil' buddy, we got it locked in, huh
Took enough, taking 'er friend, uh
I just want cash in the end, huh
Taking the rules an I bend, uh

Gotta work up to the bands, huh
In the summer how we fling, uh
I just wan' bang up the charts
At they door with the bell, and you know I'm a ring, huh

I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit outside, uh

I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit out

Don't e'en play with lil' buddy, we got it locked in, huh
Took enough, taking 'er friend, huh
I just want cash in the end, huh
Taking the rules an I bend, uh

Gotta work up to the bands, huh
In the summer how we fling, uh
I just wan' bang up the charts
At they door with the bell, and you know I'm a ring, uh

Gimme that chance an I'm running through it
Gotchu tongue tied, laces running stupid
In my city I'm the one of one
In your city you the ones that's clueless

They be asking me like how I do it
I just really be at one with music
In my city they gon' say my name
At the show you get pulled off with broom stick

I be making records happy to do it
The taxation on your body is ludacris
Run up a check 'till I'm through with it
Gotta make back for the times I was laid up with you and shit

"I don't care"
But you were caring when back in the back of suburbans
We listened a track an they rapping 'bout turbans
That shit was shitty, got that boy mad swerving, yeah

It been a hell of a year
Wait, what month? Okay
Your life's work, I could make in a day
The ship sailing, better call home base

They leaving something
Gotta walk on a beam or something
'Cause the faster you catch 'em you catch up to me or something
When you rapping it's meaning nothing
When I'm rapping it's meaning something

Lil' bitch
Ain't stopping or slowing I keep going
An they keep showing
Man I keep blowing

And the fire inside, it gon' keep growing
All that shit in my mind I'm a keep open
This the love you feeling when you be chosen
Yeah, alright, look
Check it, look, uh

Don't e'en play with lil' buddy, we got it locked in, huh
Took enough, taking 'er friend, uh
I just want cash in the end, huh
Taking the rules an I bend, uh

Gotta work up to the bands, huh
In the summer how we fling, uh
I just wan' bang up the charts
At they door with the bell, and you know I'm a ring, uh

I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit outside, uh

I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit outside, uh
I got that shit outside



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