Get Out Songtext
von WC

Who wanna roll with a real nigga? It′s your finger
Wine hitter in the back of the club sippin' liquor with dime figures

Diamond in my bezel, some bandanas is my apparel
Tryna take these hoes to the next level

Just off of parole, pocket full of dough
Blooming blueberry in VIP with XO
I know it′s hard to believe, you ain't never seen a rider
With so many rocks in his flea collar
The ghetto Michael Jordan of rap, penetrate

Stepped away from the game and came back like retaliation
Now it's on ′til they bury me
Come on, hit ′em up, hit 'em up
Back ballin′ for life, livin' it up
Used to wear the ski mask, wear the cash crew
Now I′m rich rollin' with girls ridin′ this black Ashi
It's cash over ass, you know the saying
They're either bendin′ over or paying


Bitch, get out
If we ain′t fuckin' tonight, if we ain′t fuckin' tonight
Bitch, get out
If you ain′t suckin' tonight, if you ain′t suckin' tonight
Bitch, get out
If we ain't fuckin′ tonight, if we ain′t fuckin' tonight
Bitch, get out
If you ain′t suckin' tonight, if you ain′t suckin' tonight

Love me or love me not, Dub gon′ stay on the throttle
Make your chicken head swallow
I know they all tryna get paid for the sex way

But I see through these gems like X-ray
Swervin' on the highway with the night vision
From South Central to Down South, that's my mission
On my way to the strip club to spend a little bitch
Down Bacardi, party and bullshit
Chop dirty money on the wood grain
With my out of town players ′cause game recognize game

Chasin′ cheese, lacin' off pieces of presidential suites
Switchin′ hoes like leases
All weekend, got them tricks spreadin' them ass cheeks
And box springs and mattresses squeakin′

Pimps up, hoes down
And if you ain't fuckin′, don't bring your ass around


Bitch, get out
If we ain't fuckin′ tonight, if we ain′t fuckin' tonight
Bitch, get out
If you ain′t suckin' tonight, if you ain′t suckin' tonight
Bitch, get out
If we ain′t fuckin' tonight, if we ain't fuckin′ tonight
Bitch, get out
If you ain′t suckin' tonight, if you ain′t suckin' tonight

Yeah, roll that shit, light that shit
Do that there, bitch, put somethin′ in the air
I got more humps than four pumps to make your crew jump

Eight times two in the trunk

Anti-pretty nigga, greedy nigga
Fuck an industry nigga, I'm a penitentiary Tennessee nigga
In jail clothes with balls big as shell toes
Tryna see nothin′ but assholes and elbows
I'm a strilla, pimp the game like a gorilla
Still up in your lap dance nipple filler

Loaded, on one, squattin' down low
And takin′ flicks, correctional facility photos

Came up the hard route, but now I′m good, start out
Pull the card out, we 'bout to buy the bar out
Drank a lot, touched a cop
Bitch, we ain′t playin' with it, we just fuck a lot

Bitch, get out
If we ain′t fuckin' tonight, if we ain′t fuckin' tonight
Bitch, get out
If you ain't suckin′ tonight, if you ain′t suckin' tonight
Bitch, get out
If we ain′t fuckin' tonight, if we ain′t fuckin' tonight
Bitch, get out
If you ain′t suckin' tonight, if you ain't suckin′ tonight

Bitch, get out
Bitch, get out