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MP6 - BREAKOUT! Lyrics



MP6 - BREAKOUT! Lyrics
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I remember when I dropped the Mag' (Dropped the mag!)
Pussy boy, Yeah, All them clothes tagged (Closed tab!)
Pussy boy, Yeah, You can get smacked (Ta-Ta)
I remember I was down bad (Now!)
Uh, uh-uhm
Breakout! (Breakout!)
Breakout from the back (From the back!)
Hold up, Lil bitch, Lemme smoke my pack (Okay!)
Lemme smoke my pack, Lemme pave the way (Alright!)
Op pack (Okay)
Smoke it in your face (Like that!)
Then I spend ten millie next day (Shh, shh)
Take them bands then I flew em' outer state
From what I tell, Yeah, they just wanna hate (Huh-huh, They just hating!)
I was busy outside swerving in the wraith (Okay!)
Swerving in a wraith (Huh), Swerve up in the tank (Huh, Hey!)
F*ck about a bitch, Like where's the f*cking drank? (Yeah)
Step thru with a blick, up on my hip, And with a shank (Uhh)
When you get rich like this
You could get stomped!, You could get hit!
You could get robbed, You could get blitz (Blitz!)
It can get sticky (Sticky!), And left with a limp
It could get jiggy, Feel it in your hips
(Hold up, Imma go outerspace!)
Hold on, Imma fill the safe (Ayy, Ayy)
I'm the big shit, I'm Frito Lay (Ayy, Ayy)
I'm the king bitch, Shoot you in your face (Okay!)
(Ack, Skrttt!)
Remember when I dropped the f*cking Mag' (Yeah)
Pussy lil' boy, Yeah, All of them clothes tagged
Hey, pussy lil' bitch, Just slide it thru the back
Aye, claiming that shit, That they never f*cking had (What the f*ck?)
You ain't, You ain't never f*cking had it
(You ain't never gonna have it!)
Take what ya heard from me, And never retract it
Like huh, Off the X pill, I'm bouta wreak some havoc
In the catty, Automatic
Like an addict, Staring at my f*cking patek (Like this!)
I was sipping drank, My sprite never clear (Ah)
30 racks stuffed in the maybach when I steer (Steer, Ack!)
Straight out the mud, But it's no beer (Bitch!, Phew)
And when you put it like that, There's no man I could fear
Breakout! (Breakout!)
Breakout from the back (From the back, Boom!)
Hold up, Lil bitch, Lemme smoke my pack (Okay!)
Lemme smoke my pack, Lemme pave the way (Alright!)
Op pack (Okay)
Smoke it in your face (Like that!)
Then I spent ten millie next day (Shh, shh)
Take them bands then I flew em' outer state
From what I tell, Yeah, they just wanna hate (Huh-huh, They just hating!)
I was busy outside swerving in the wraith (Okay!)
(Okay!, Uh-huh)
(Yeah, Okay!)
(Yucky!)
(Yeah, Okay!)
(Bitch!)
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I remember when I dropped the Mag' (Dropped the mag!)
Pussy boy, Yeah, All them clothes tagged (Closed tab!)
Pussy boy, Yeah, You can get smacked (Ta-Ta)
I remember I was down bad (Now!)
Uh, uh-uhm
Breakout! (Breakout!)
Breakout from the back (From the back!)
Hold up, Lil bitch, Lemme smoke my pack (Okay!)
Lemme smoke my pack, Lemme pave the way (Alright!)
Op pack (Okay)
Smoke it in your face (Like that!)
Then I spend ten millie next day (Shh, shh)
Take them bands then I flew em' outer state
From what I tell, Yeah, they just wanna hate (Huh-huh, They just hating!)
I was busy outside swerving in the wraith (Okay!)
Swerving in a wraith (Huh), Swerve up in the tank (Huh, Hey!)
F*ck about a bitch, Like where's the f*cking drank? (Yeah)
Step thru with a blick, up on my hip, And with a shank (Uhh)
When you get rich like this
You could get stomped!, You could get hit!
You could get robbed, You could get blitz (Blitz!)
It can get sticky (Sticky!), And left with a limp
It could get jiggy, Feel it in your hips
(Hold up, Imma go outerspace!)
Hold on, Imma fill the safe (Ayy, Ayy)
I'm the big shit, I'm Frito Lay (Ayy, Ayy)
I'm the king bitch, Shoot you in your face (Okay!)
(Ack, Skrttt!)
Remember when I dropped the f*cking Mag' (Yeah)
Pussy lil' boy, Yeah, All of them clothes tagged
Hey, pussy lil' bitch, Just slide it thru the back
Aye, claiming that shit, That they never f*cking had (What the f*ck?)
You ain't, You ain't never f*cking had it
(You ain't never gonna have it!)
Take what ya heard from me, And never retract it
Like huh, Off the X pill, I'm bouta wreak some havoc
In the catty, Automatic
Like an addict, Staring at my f*cking patek (Like this!)
I was sipping drank, My sprite never clear (Ah)
30 racks stuffed in the maybach when I steer (Steer, Ack!)
Straight out the mud, But it's no beer (Bitch!, Phew)
And when you put it like that, There's no man I could fear
Breakout! (Breakout!)
Breakout from the back (From the back, Boom!)
Hold up, Lil bitch, Lemme smoke my pack (Okay!)
Lemme smoke my pack, Lemme pave the way (Alright!)
Op pack (Okay)
Smoke it in your face (Like that!)
Then I spent ten millie next day (Shh, shh)
Take them bands then I flew em' outer state
From what I tell, Yeah, they just wanna hate (Huh-huh, They just hating!)
I was busy outside swerving in the wraith (Okay!)
(Okay!, Uh-huh)
(Yeah, Okay!)
(Yucky!)
(Yeah, Okay!)
(Bitch!)
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Writer: Justin Thanhauser
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: MP6
Language: English
Length: 1:51
Written by: Justin Thanhauser

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