Ace Hood - Check Me Out lyrics
rate meOh, holy moly rolly on me fuck your click, the homies
I get money, paper taller than that fool Genobli
Just know my Kardashian she ain’t talking Chloe
And these bitches all up on my dick
But I ain’t talking Moby
They say my swagger super dumb, but hey, I graduated
I got that shit, that will make your bitch, forget you penetrated
And the freaky shit she like, I'll make her demonstrate it
Uh, plus a nigga ballin sports illustrated
the silly ass,niggas swag I kill ‘em like the chopper do
Turn ‘em into milkshake
Serve ‘em at the jamba juice
All you niggers super sweet like candy at the Carnival
Riding through my city, not the judge but im your honor hoe
See these fucking shoes, medium rare
Rear bottom, you can spot ‘em like the cheeta near
I’m a fly nigger, but you know it though
A million dollar nigger, only twenty fours
Check me out, check me out
That new Ferrari, let’s test it out
Diamonds on my neck my wrist take a camera shot
OK, let’s crack this bitch, I go, but I know my fucking name
..and that shit go where she think, that hip on me is major pain.
.. you should be ashamed, …
Intercept your bitch, now that’s the ball game!
Just keep on still flow, that won’t..
But hey!
Chorus:
Now when I’m out, can you see me?
I know you’re watching like I’m your TV
Now check me out, now check me out
Yeah, you see these shoes ?
They don’t come out
We’re talking money,
That’s what we’re about
Now check me out, check me out!
Now check me out, check me out!
You check me out, yeah, yeah!
Twenty free and got a billion dollars mind, friend
Spend forty thousand dollars for my time frame.
Dollars in my belt, the wars, time change
Triple black Ferrari, call him Bruce Wayne!
Mr. Hood h will probably..
Fuck them bitches talking…
I bought the.. with.. Louis Vuittons
But I know I run the shit like…
..kill ‘em like the hollers do
Say my flow is super sick, diagnose with…
Bye, bye you, berry you, ain’t matter where they get that too
…got you paused but I need that coop
Check me out when I come through
Fuck you and your momma …
Ask anybody … you’re talking shit…
That’s silly nigger, he in the…
I holler free my niggers, and they ain’t talking..
My whip go.. shut up my nigger, feel it
Shut up my nigger, kill it for I’m a…
Yeah, check this out!
Chorus:
Now when I’m out, can you see me?
I know you’re watching like I’m your TV
Now check me out, now check me out
Yeah, you see these shoes ?
They don’t come out
We’re talking money,
That’s what we’re about
Now check me out, check me out!
Now check me out, check me out!
You check me out, yeah, yeah!
Thanks to Jacob for correcting these lyrics
