Out Of State lyrics

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Artist: Obie Trice
Album: Second Round's On Me

Lyrics

Obie trice lyrics

"Out of state"

[Verse 1:]
Roll out, straight to the atl
Coming from the det gotta bail
Gotta get mail in adbundance
Stat watch that yay on the oven
Nigga this hustlin'
Had enough gettin' nothing
Cooped in the ??? ???
Gotta get accustomed
So I push that dust, that's me crushin'
Push that new stank ugly
Snowflakes in the hood like flurries
Nigga so urgently, gotta earn that cheese, affirmatively
The firm with me gotta, turn the keys of a 64 fever
So eager, go re-up, get cheese on the old school beeper
No two-ways, no feds, only way a nigga get head get bread
Stay low-pro, no po-po, no hoes in the spot where the dope grow

[Bridge:]
We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes
Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state!
Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up!

[Verse 2:]
Dippin' now, in the cal, get dre on the phone
Gotta put that fluff on hold, homegrown, holmes know
Bubonic chronic gots to move on it soon as possible
Honest, u-hauls, movin' by two anonymous drivers
Reclinin', just a couple of folks reload from the west to the east coast
Gotta get that dough, flip them bows, get back to the 'mo like pronto
With guacemole, niggaz can't grow these, got it where they make nacho
Not so? taste that, wipe the ajax off that plastic wrap
Look at him now, his eyes saggin' like my dickie khaks
In fact nigga cheef on that, please believe I gotta get them stacks

[Bridge:]
We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes
Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state!
Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up!

[Verse 3:]
Haters, faders know, detroit flavor gators bankroll
You can never trust them stank hoes, minnesota got that stroleon(?), troleum
On that rack, gotta flip them o's like that, get that dough right back
Gotta make sure niggaz intact
Strapped, niggaz get mad
Gotta have witchu, gat
Gotta put them boys in bags, make noise
Niggaz know you ain't havin' that
Gotta have that, gettin' ass since
Where the math at? nigga pass that
No average, pure, what do you think a nigga down here for?
Get more, gotta push them bentley azures
Niggaz on empty, gotta get it up plenty, niggaz know wit' me

[Bridge:]
We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes
Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state!
Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up!

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

"Second Round's On Me" album track list