Inside Out

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out of sight outta mind
 Cause you haters be hating me, and i'm knowing your kind
 But i ain't never met a hater like you
 Tell me what do you see when you look at a mirror and it
 doesn't feel true
 Every time i open my eye, Hate'n!
 Every time i get fly, Hate!
 When i do what i do, Hate'n!
 Don't hate the player hate the game and the money made
 Wait a minute y'all
 I had to kick it thirty times and you still won't get it Hey!
 To the break-break back-back down
 A microphone, a kick, a product with Black Don
 DJ Quik's When she's lying on the phone
 Urging you to leave your home
 You better be careful, don't break your code now
 When you sticking to the script, and she's urging you to hit
 You better fight it, let's talk about it
 Yeaaaaah
 Inside out oh darling (in the background Suga Free says: oh! suga free!, wait a minute mh ah)
 I want to be so deep that you believe in me
 Inside out
 Oh darling, yeaaaah
 AMG'sI met a girl in Martinique
 Her's creole i can't hardly speak
 She calling me all the time and she loving me long
 She can be my baby mama if i keep her strong
 Cause she got a booty like a birthday, happy
 I be all up in her dugout, nappy
 But on the plane right back to the USA
 I be thinking about the bitch and everything she say
 Like, do she really love me? do she really care?
 One time player, full time brilliant there
 Coul it be the carnie with chips
 Or could it be the way i cook the hips, Huu!
 Dippin' with my nigga 'Free
 We compensate so reflect the "P"
 He drives a cadill' and i drive a bentley
 You want to know where i came from
 Your daddy see me now
 I'm trying to make my money double
 So baby shake your ass
 Cause your mouth will get you in trouble
 And give me your "eeeh you make bean!"
 Try me and it's all the same
 DJ Quik's When she's lying on the phone
 Urging you to leave your home
 You better be careful, don't break your code now
 When you sticking to the script, and she's urging you to hit
 You better fight it, let's talk about it
 Wellllllllllllll
 Inside out, oh darling
 I want to be so deep that you believe in me
 Inside out, oh darling yeaaaah
 Suga free secondOh yeah i'm little drunk
 Staring at this phone bill
 And this is your son?
 That little punk!
 Baby get down, what you get mad at?
 Cause we can be cool, now tell me where your cash at
 But i ain't try to hit, no
 And i'm far from a chick and a bitch had to argue
 "and you ain't getting no "yick" and i
 Never seen freak that wouldn't sell and i
 Never want to break a fingernail and i
 Never want to go against the grain so i'm (gonn)a regroup
 From whoop-whoop and change my game
 Wait a minute, let your last choice be 'Beezass 'Teezas (=big titties)
 So we can win it now, y'all
 Sometimes! (you) don't recognize game
 Want to hit me cause i turn around and take her to the track
 Man all i want to do is my thang, what! y'all
 Who ain't! him, them, her, all y'all
 Bada, get nasty, yeah game recognize game for sure
 Y'all hihi, bada
 Hihi ha haha! y'all bada
 See, we real about this here man, game recognize game
 Seth lamont in the house, AMG in the house
 ABD in the house, DJ Quik make a dime in the house-ssup y'all?
 Bada!
 

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Duration
04:07
Key
4
Tempo
115 BPM

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