Bodega BAMZ - Bring Em Out lyrics

rate me

Ft. Flatbush Zombies

(Verse: Bodega Bamz)

Tour bus looking like a brothel, catchin' mo' bodies than hostile

Flatbush Zombies put money in my pocket if it’s war against them I'ma pop

Word like a pastor kid from the ghetto

Listening to heavy metal, rock rolled in my sock

Ain’t neva been afraid renegade got bars like mess halls

Locked three mils in the cock, nigga what!

Pussy and lean got me feeling brand new

When the sun come down I'm leaving, fuck I look like? A fool?!

Throwin' shade like cool bitch don’t wake me up I’m dreamin'

Puff puff pass that's ole' school

I’m gettin' yesterdays paper that's the ole' u

The way I'm programmed I neva hold hands

Straight business, first class, neva the coach

I'ma handle the game the way I handle the coat

Hand in hand on this the grand picture to post

Nigga picture me broke, I got a picture of henny

I know my liver be ready for adios, blow stuff like (bitch)

I'm a shore thing I don’t coast call

I mean we all kings but there's one God

There's 1 Allah, there's 1 Jah, bless

(Hook)

Bring em out, bring em out

Pussy ass niggas bring 'em out, bring 'em out

Pussy ass niggas bring 'em out, bring 'em out

Bring em out, bring em out

Lying ass niggas bring 'em out, bring 'em out

Lying ass niggas bring 'em out, bring 'em out