Playa Fly

Playa Fly - Get Me Out lyrics

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[First Verse]

Jumpin, pumpin, dumpin, somethin bumpin all my doggs enjoy

When the crowd surround me

speakin loud like clouds that rain stop pourin

Born and raised with ways to get me paid off in a major way

Tricks and slickin\', tickin\', trickin\' lemons all up out they pay

DAMN WHAT A NIGGA SAY

I told \'em \'fore I folded up this industry

Once they turned me loose I told the truth with every piece of me

Triple Bitch, the songs\'ll rock

Blackout and me done got you hot

Victim of this shit provided Fly still flyin\' to the top

Stretched it out from side to side, from top to bottom open wide

Just so we can ride and bump all high upon this Southern side

Mane I\'m hangin\', sangin\', champagne rangin\' til\' it ain\'t no Earth

Bumpin\' out the frame is not a thing, just time to put in work

BALLIN\' on the fuckin\' slab

BALLIN\' in the fuckin\' lab

CALLIN\' on my doggs with daps and haulin\' ass with pen or pad

I told ya I\'ll torch y\'all

through the North while spinnin\' out the Dirty South

HEARD ME I SAID DIRTY SOUTH, now get me some and get me out

Get me out

Chorus: 4X

Deep down in the dirty heard me,

Get me some and get me out,

Ballin\', fallin\', callin\', haulin\',

Ass up through the North and South

[Second Verse]

If you suckas comin\' after, attack you for some ??? cheese

Scratchin\', bitin\', fightin\' for some excellence and expertise

No matter what the Sarah Conner

We gonna get it, brother another of this rubble that\'ll hustle sometimes undercover

Paint familar tainted me

Minnie Mae, Black O-U-T

Achin\' combination that\'s gone take it to the T-O-P

No surrender to contenders

Just dismember all pretenders

If I wanna remember

From December back round to November

As the time start fallin\' fast

Suckas start to fallin\' fast

Callin\' on the law at last

The law ain\'t bout to haul that ass

Deep down in the dirty cut

Get me out pick up for what?

Livin\' right here where I\'m stuck and lovin\' every minute, bruh

Dirty, dirty South, yes sir us thugs that you been hearin\' of

Same ol\' Parkway niggas, jigga bigger than you thought we was

All up in and out the North, and always goin\' through the South

The plugga from down under, I\'ll come get me some and get me out

Get me out

Chorus

[Third Verse]

Rock and sock and state of shock is what this playa left you in

On the spot and off your socks I knock one, Flizy bombed again

This my third and final round, Fly think it\'s time I shut you down

Pound you with this sound into the ground

Unless you toss my crown

Fly be downin\' dirty South

Dirty South be downin\' Fly

Punk, and dank, and drank you under the table is the way we get high

If I fall, it\'s with my thugs

Ballin\' fast or meaner mug

Always count on God above and haul my boxed-up World with love

See me flexin\' dubs, twistin\' blunts up to capacity

Deep down in the dirty, heard me, that\'s the way it has to be

I-B-N to smokin\', chiefin\', chokin\' rollin\' ghetto green

High as it could be and C and B the light has ever seen

Fly will see you peekin\', seekin\', creepin\' what you don\'t deserve

Awake and shake on green and let my champagne kick me to the curb

Have you heard me?Out that DIRTY, DIRTY I said DIRTY SOUTH

I-B-N gone get me some and I-B-N gone get me out

Get me out, Get me out

Chorus

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