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Out the Loop Video (MV)




Performed By: CDZ!
Length: 2:48
Written by: Nigil Blue




CDZ! - Out the Loop Lyrics




I got plugs like Pablo but I ain't talkin narcos
I could charge you up baby plug me in ya iPhone
All these b****** rhinestones you a f**** diamond
Take you on a vacay wit frequent flyer milestones
You see my Third eye vision from the trees like a pine cone
She thought everything was only black and white like Mullato
I'll color paint the picture for ya baby I'm Picasso
Got a light skin friend that's shaped like Bottle
Skin like Moscato
Bravo bravo
Standing ovation took ya girl wit the Bravado
Blessed her whole life she feel like she won the lotto
You in the presence of the most high like the apostles
Smokin wit my vato and homie round the blocko
Bumpin new shit he said we should prolly drop those
I'm bringing dope shit you can call me el chapo

You out the loop, thought you had the juice
You out the loop, you calling a truce
On wax know we got it ain't stretchin the truth
All fax We the hottest to step in the booth

And If you ain't got it then I'm guessing you outta the loop

How tf you ballin and you ain't above the rim yet
How I ain't a player but this life is like the sims
There's gotta more than chasin hoes and stackin yin
It's more than designer clothes and sippin gin
But I just want the gold I ain't talkin bout the Trojans
And I'm not stoppin til a Grammy what I possess
Oh yes
Stretch limousine cause I boflex
Red carpet flows this the latter of my success
Niggas kinda upset cause they ain't made enough yet
I'm chillin here happy cause I'm humble and I'm dumb blessed
Niggas takin shots and they ain't even made a hit yet
I hit it out the park now you tell me who's the big catch

And niggas talkin but they only playin by the fence
You out the loop lil nigga you ain't in the trenches
Man down man down he was so defenseless

You out the loop, thought you had the juice
You out the loop, you calling a truce
On wax know we got it ain't stretchin the truth
All fax We the hottest to step in the booth

And If you ain't got it then I'm guessing you outta the loop
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I got plugs like Pablo but I ain't talkin narcos
I could charge you up baby plug me in ya iPhone
All these b****** rhinestones you a f**** diamond
Take you on a vacay wit frequent flyer milestones
You see my Third eye vision from the trees like a pine cone
She thought everything was only black and white like Mullato
I'll color paint the picture for ya baby I'm Picasso
Got a light skin friend that's shaped like Bottle
Skin like Moscato
Bravo bravo
Standing ovation took ya girl wit the Bravado
Blessed her whole life she feel like she won the lotto
You in the presence of the most high like the apostles
Smokin wit my vato and homie round the blocko
Bumpin new shit he said we should prolly drop those
I'm bringing dope shit you can call me el chapo

You out the loop, thought you had the juice
You out the loop, you calling a truce
On wax know we got it ain't stretchin the truth
All fax We the hottest to step in the booth

And If you ain't got it then I'm guessing you outta the loop

How tf you ballin and you ain't above the rim yet
How I ain't a player but this life is like the sims
There's gotta more than chasin hoes and stackin yin
It's more than designer clothes and sippin gin
But I just want the gold I ain't talkin bout the Trojans
And I'm not stoppin til a Grammy what I possess
Oh yes
Stretch limousine cause I boflex
Red carpet flows this the latter of my success
Niggas kinda upset cause they ain't made enough yet
I'm chillin here happy cause I'm humble and I'm dumb blessed
Niggas takin shots and they ain't even made a hit yet
I hit it out the park now you tell me who's the big catch

And niggas talkin but they only playin by the fence
You out the loop lil nigga you ain't in the trenches
Man down man down he was so defenseless

You out the loop, thought you had the juice
You out the loop, you calling a truce
On wax know we got it ain't stretchin the truth
All fax We the hottest to step in the booth

And If you ain't got it then I'm guessing you outta the loop
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Writer: Nigil Blue
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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