"Bring Um Out" lyrics
(feat. E-40, R.O.D.)
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Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out
(You) You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)
Bitch, I get the party started
Same routine, nigga, every night
Get the bottles, get the weed, all night flight
Nothing but this gangsta shit going on
Bad bitches in the room, they ain't going home
We all on
You can think my bitch mind it
I don't fuck with the suckers, that not my type of party
Real nigga looking for a all-night shawty
You can check My Ghetto Report Card, E-40
West sober, real nigga resume
The realest nigga to do it and never get way
Only nigga [?] through the whole drought
It come to stylen, my nigga, I bring the bitches out
Where the party at? Get it crackin' in her mouth
One big room, full of rich niggas
Lotta bad bitches, and weed and mo' liquor
Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out (Ow!)
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out (oo)
You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)
Bad batches, I like 'em, I wanna pipe 'em
Ugly batches, they mad, they wanna fight 'em
I ain't tryna be an item, I'm just tryna get behind 'em
Hit it from the back, give her wood like a lumberjack
I got my weed and my money, my alcohol in my bottle
Beat a buster up, give him a three piece combo
It's money on mind, this hustler stay on the grind
A playa mackin' and stackin', getting bread, fuck a bitch
Give me head, ho, aw yeah
She wanna sit on my lap, think I'm a chair
Take it there, no underwear, remy weave hair
Crevice so good, might wanna go in bare
Got my hands in everything, what you thinkin'?
Better not find out a sucka skank
I'm up to date with the fiends and the homeless people be talkin'
I listen to 'em, don't wanna get outlined in chalk
(Bitch!)
Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out (Ow!)
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out (oo)
You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)
5:00 in the morning, I be still woke
Geeked up, these bitches saying I'm on coke
I'm off smoke, I could walk a tightrope
In the club, fresher than a Newport
Yeah the girl scout cookie, that's the weed, ho
For the right price, I can get you a nice cone
You don't understand, I party all night long
High as fuck, I be listenin' to the same song
Repeat, on my A-D-P shit
I just wanna fuck, smoke a lil' tree shit
Can't blame me for being me shit
Slide through with something foreign, like some chopsticks
Dang, I think my mama ain't gon' like this
Girl, you look good, like some [?] with some Sunkist
I ain't tryna be greety, shit, I just need one bitch
I ain't tryna be greety, shit, I just need one bitch
Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out (Ow!)
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out (oo)
You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)
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Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out
(You) You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)
Bitch, I get the party started
Same routine, nigga, every night
Get the bottles, get the weed, all night flight
Nothing but this gangsta shit going on
Bad bitches in the room, they ain't going home
We all on
You can think my bitch mind it
I don't fuck with the suckers, that not my type of party
Real nigga looking for a all-night shawty
You can check My Ghetto Report Card, E-40
West sober, real nigga resume
The realest nigga to do it and never get way
Only nigga [?] through the whole drought
It come to stylen, my nigga, I bring the bitches out
Where the party at? Get it crackin' in her mouth
One big room, full of rich niggas
Lotta bad bitches, and weed and mo' liquor
Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out (Ow!)
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out (oo)
You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)
Bad batches, I like 'em, I wanna pipe 'em
Ugly batches, they mad, they wanna fight 'em
I ain't tryna be an item, I'm just tryna get behind 'em
Hit it from the back, give her wood like a lumberjack
I got my weed and my money, my alcohol in my bottle
Beat a buster up, give him a three piece combo
It's money on mind, this hustler stay on the grind
A playa mackin' and stackin', getting bread, fuck a bitch
Give me head, ho, aw yeah
She wanna sit on my lap, think I'm a chair
Take it there, no underwear, remy weave hair
Crevice so good, might wanna go in bare
Got my hands in everything, what you thinkin'?
Better not find out a sucka skank
I'm up to date with the fiends and the homeless people be talkin'
I listen to 'em, don't wanna get outlined in chalk
(Bitch!)
Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out (Ow!)
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out (oo)
You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)
5:00 in the morning, I be still woke
Geeked up, these bitches saying I'm on coke
I'm off smoke, I could walk a tightrope
In the club, fresher than a Newport
Yeah the girl scout cookie, that's the weed, ho
For the right price, I can get you a nice cone
You don't understand, I party all night long
High as fuck, I be listenin' to the same song
Repeat, on my A-D-P shit
I just wanna fuck, smoke a lil' tree shit
Can't blame me for being me shit
Slide through with something foreign, like some chopsticks
Dang, I think my mama ain't gon' like this
Girl, you look good, like some [?] with some Sunkist
I ain't tryna be greety, shit, I just need one bitch
I ain't tryna be greety, shit, I just need one bitch
Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out (Ow!)
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out (oo)
You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)
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