Out The Mud - Bonus Track

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24 hours
 yeah 7 days a week
 gee I dont get tired I let you other singas sleep
 turn up for the check and yeah i get it out the streets
 hustle like im starving going hard i gotta eat
 i get it out the mud, yeah
 i get it out the mud yeah
 watch i break my wrist make that water whip
 stretch it out and flip, I'm all about my chips
 get it out the mud yeah
 i get it out the mud yeah
 watch i break my wrist, make that water whip
 stretch it out and flip, I'm all about my chips
 Turn up in 2 seconds
 Get it with music and coke, what I'm stretching
 Across the street under a bando
 And here with your ho, could get her to go fetch it (Here boy)
 On the scale, but I call it the ruler
 And that's what I'm using my method of measure
 Got it jumping up out of the pot and
 My clique-ity clucking surrounding my property
 I meant to say my clientickity
 Numbers officially rickety
 Out the mud, nobody did shit for me
 Arrogant often I'm bigity
 All about money, like what done got into me
 Breaking down bricks and we blowing good griggity
 Say you ain't feeling me, ought try to killing me
 Neighborhood love me, it's hard to get rid of me
 My baby mothers are sick of me
 I put that dick on 'em
 Now they ridiculously saying when I don't come in I'm with a freak bitch
 I've been chasing my paper religiously
 I'm really in the street, others pretend to be
 Let me get off of my grind then I'm feeling me
 No one repeatedly coming and getting me out of the mud
 I'm the epitomy
 I get it out the mud, yeah
 I get it out the mud, yeah
 Watch how I break my wrist
 Make that water whip
 Stretch it out, then flip
 I'm all about my chips
 I get it out the mud
 I get it out the mud
 Watch how I break my wrist
 Make that water whip
 Stretch it out, then flip
 I'm all about my chips
 
 24 hours
 yeah 7 days a week
 gee I dont get tired I let you other singas sleep
 turn up for the check and yeah i get it out the streets
 hustle like im starving going hard i gotta eat
 i get it out the mud, yeah
 i get it out the mud yeah
 watch i break my wrist make that water whip
 stretch it out and flip, I'm all about my chips
 get it out the mud yeah
 i get it out the mud yeah
 watch i break my wrist, make that water whip
 stretch it out and flip, I'm all about my chips
 Turn up in 2 seconds
 Get it with music and coke, what I'm stretching
 Across the street under a bando
 And here with your ho, could get her to go fetch it (Here boy)
 On the scale, but I call it the ruler
 And that's what I'm using my method of measure
 Got it jumping up out of the pot and
 My clique-ity clucking surrounding my property
 I meant to say my clientickity
 Numbers officially rickety
 Out the mud, nobody did shit for me
 Arrogant often I'm bigity
 All about money, like what done got into me
 Breaking down bricks and we blowing good griggity
 Say you ain't feeling me, ought try to killing me
 Neighborhood love me, it's hard to get rid of me
 My baby mothers are sick of me
 I put that dick on 'em
 Now they ridiculously saying when I don't come in I'm with a freak bitch
 I've been chasing my paper religiously
 I'm really in the street, others pretend to be
 Let me get off of my grind then I'm feeling me
 No one repeatedly coming and getting me out of the mud
 I'm the epitomy
 I get it out the mud, yeah
 I get it out the mud, yeah
 Watch how I break my wrist
 Make that water whip
 Stretch it out, then flip
 I'm all about my chips
 I get it out the mud
 I get it out the mud
 Watch how I break my wrist
 Make that water whip
 Stretch it out, then flip
 I'm all about my chips
 

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Duration
02:30
Tempo
113 BPM

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