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I’m Out Songtext
von Ciara

I’m Out Songtext

Ladies, this your song, so as soon as this come on
You should get out on the floor, go and get your sexy on
If you know that you better than the new girl that he on
Go ′head and tell him now, "You gon' miss me when I′m gone"

Ayo, CiCi
Let me show you how to do a singin' bitch, greasy
You was by Lenox, yeah the one on Peachtree
I was with Dimitri, seen you on your Love & Hip Hop Mendecees

Fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck these petty niggas is a bitch motto
I-If I say it on wax, every bitch follow
I-If I'm sippin′ in the club Mix Moscato
I-I got a big fat ass, big dicks follow

Hit ′em, hit 'em, hit ′em, hit 'em with the back shots, hit ′em with the ass shots
Took 'em to the bank then I hit ′em with the cash drops
I do it big, I hit 'em with the caps lock
I'm gonna ball, I hit ′em with the mascot


No, I never been there, but I like to Bangkok
Big fat titties when they hangin′ out my tank top
Huh? You gon' play me? On Instagram nigga tryin′ to shade me
But your bitch at home tryin' to play me

I′m Nicki M, Weezy F, baby
Man, fuck you and your lady
Gun butt you, 'cause you shady
Now which bitch want it? ′Cause that bitch get it
I gave him to you, bitch, don't fuckin' forget it

I just went through a break up (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
But it′s OK, I got my cake up (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Do my hair, put on some makeup (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Trying to see where tonight gon′ take us (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)

I post some pics up lookin' sexy (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Now this nigga wanna text me (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
How much you wan′ bet me? (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
He gon' regret the day he left me (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)

We celebratin′ our breakin' up, oh-whoa
Bartender, go ′head and pour me a little more
Tonight we gon' have us a good time (good time)
Let's have a toast to our goodbyes, ooh


Ladies, this your song, so as soon as this come on
You should get out on the floor, go and get your sexy on
If you know that you better than the new girl that he on
Go ′head and tell him now, "You gon′ miss me when I'm gone" (I′m out)
I'm out
(M-m-m-miss me when I′m gone) I'm out
I′m out

Now tell me, do my ladies run this? (Ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Not even Hammer can touch this (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
We standin' up on all the couches (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Tomorrow you gon' hear about this (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)

This is what you hearin′ through your speakers (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
That′s why we dancin' til our feet hurt (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
See, I found out he was my problem (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Tonight I came out here to solve him (ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)

We celebratin′ our breakin' up, oh-whoa
Bartender, go ′head and pour me a little more
Tonight we gon' have us a good time (good time)
Let′s have a toast to our goodbyes, ooh

Ladies, this your song, so as soon as this come on
You should get out on the floor, go and get your sexy on
If you know that you better than the new girl that he on
Go 'head and tell him now, "You gon' miss me when I′m gone" (I′m out)

The way I put it on you got you goin' trippy, trippy
You wanna come back for it, wishin′ you could get it, get it
No-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
No-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
I got you hot, make you stop when you see me, see me
You got your hand out, talking 'bout, gimme, gimme
No-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
No-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Ladies, this your song, so as soon as this come on
Say "fuck these petty niggas" if these niggas did you wrong
If he got a new bitch, then tell that bitch meet you outside
And pop her like a molly ′til them bitches recognize
Grinnin' (I′m out)
I'm winnin', the end and the beginnin′
I send them on an errand then I son ′em like my children
You couldn't get a fan if it was hangin′ from the ceiling (I'm out)

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