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Fuck All Dat Prod. Vvslou + Rxberto Video (MV)




Performed By: Outthemix
Length: 1:45
Written by: Outthemix




Outthemix - Fuck All Dat Prod. Vvslou + Rxberto Lyrics




Where yo ass at boy
We looking for ya
You can't get away this time
Hide all you want
Call anybody you want
You can't hide from us forever
(HA)
Ok boy
I think we gon have to call the dogs on him
Get the horses!
Thats enough of this bullshit

Nigga acting like I own them
Ion owe these bitches shit
I've been catching flights
Tryna make all my money Flip
She throwing kitty
But all I been catching is the lip
And when I'm finish
I make her pay for her f*cking Lyft
Kick her out on her on tail
I just spend a lot of money
On this hotel
And ion care who a hoe tell
Huh
Unlesss she tryna get me out if
I make bail
Too much detail
For the teacher
A lot of homework
I can't teach ya
You gotta fat ass
I'm tryna freak ya
They gon hunt ya
Like a reaper

F*ck with me nigga
Yo bitch will
Get clapped
Spin digits Like fidgets
I'm just doing math
I skipped every class
Cause they ain't want yo Ass
And they knew that
I boasted I'm chilling
10 deep We posted
Niggas like small bills They folded
You ain't got a bag bitch noted
Don't wanna pack steel
I'm golden

Oh I know these bitches chasing shine
I know some niggas outta line
Oh I cannot work no nine to five
I know these niggas outta line

I ain't talk to my pops
Still I know His ego like mad real
Took a break I need a Advil
18 I gotta ask still?
You can catch me up in the sin city
Smacking Ass and I buss it on her titties
I ain't washing dishes in kitchen
(hell nah)
I ain't thawing out no goddamn chicken
(hell nah)
I ain't cleaning up nobody living room...
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Where yo ass at boy
We looking for ya
You can't get away this time
Hide all you want
Call anybody you want
You can't hide from us forever
(HA)
Ok boy
I think we gon have to call the dogs on him
Get the horses!
Thats enough of this bullshit

Nigga acting like I own them
Ion owe these bitches shit
I've been catching flights
Tryna make all my money Flip
She throwing kitty
But all I been catching is the lip
And when I'm finish
I make her pay for her f*cking Lyft
Kick her out on her on tail
I just spend a lot of money
On this hotel
And ion care who a hoe tell
Huh
Unlesss she tryna get me out if
I make bail
Too much detail
For the teacher
A lot of homework
I can't teach ya
You gotta fat ass
I'm tryna freak ya
They gon hunt ya
Like a reaper

F*ck with me nigga
Yo bitch will
Get clapped
Spin digits Like fidgets
I'm just doing math
I skipped every class
Cause they ain't want yo Ass
And they knew that
I boasted I'm chilling
10 deep We posted
Niggas like small bills They folded
You ain't got a bag bitch noted
Don't wanna pack steel
I'm golden

Oh I know these bitches chasing shine
I know some niggas outta line
Oh I cannot work no nine to five
I know these niggas outta line

I ain't talk to my pops
Still I know His ego like mad real
Took a break I need a Advil
18 I gotta ask still?
You can catch me up in the sin city
Smacking Ass and I buss it on her titties
I ain't washing dishes in kitchen
(hell nah)
I ain't thawing out no goddamn chicken
(hell nah)
I ain't cleaning up nobody living room...
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Writer: Outthemix
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