Lyrics:
it got skill (Yea)
That nigga a tech, that nigga a pilgrim (Brrrr)
Grab me a bat, got to outfield 'em (bah bah bah)
And I got to get these hoes up off
my boy! free Bobby) you know that Shmigo all the way (free Rowdy) Shmigo! (Shmigo Gang)
You know what it is
Free the Shmigo gang, them my posse yeah
it's on the doorstep,
you know, until it involves their money, their territory.
Questioner: there's a special type of petition that
is vetoed by special
going down?
It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what? Think I'm tryna get me a nut
Just 'cause honeys wanna give me
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
away from them
Them the type of clowns that'll try to do you in
They'll get you in a room, say it's either you or him
Volunteer snitchin', that's any
head in the clouds
Clouds in my head
Got my head in the clouds
Walking on a cloud
Hey
How could you let this opportunity pass you by, pass you by, oh
A different type of sound
While you was stuck inside the box
I had already been around
Inner peace and happiness I'm
Always tryna' find it
And I kinda got
as a rapper first
By any means strive to break every typical curse
Before the shine it’s physical work
Learned a few skill sets that tripled my worth
Before
it
Pay attention to Prince and pushin' everything about to pump it
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
all you got
The world give them all you got
We are the nation
Get better with each generation
Lead by the demonstration
Up yea we elevating
going down?
It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what? Think I'm tryna get me a nut
Just 'cause honeys wanna give me
on the way
Don't let me get momentum for your squad, it's not safe
Backward K's and three and outs all game
Retire right now, my career hall of fame
All star
on and give it to me
Calling all the ladies to the front
Fellas, back up and watch
Them move that butt, uh
I got so much love, I want to give it to you
Give it
Where's the right in, all of our fighting
Look at what we're doing
(Repeat Chorus)
Won't you, won't you give it up
so fine she got the whole squad sweatin'
Damn, how you fit all that in them jeans?
Was the question that I asked followed by let me buy you a drink,
so fine she got the whole squad sweatin'
Damn, how you fit all that in them jeans?
Was the question that I asked followed by let me buy you a drink,
thought you knew.
You got a beam on me, I got a beam on you.
You wanna fuck with me, I'm gonna fuck with you.
(Biatch!) Like it's always been.
Y'all
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all
I need
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry
)
By you
(By you)
So put your hands on my skin, but I won't let you sink in
I'm not just for the weekend
Give me all or I'll give you nothing
So put your
recklessly, it got the best of me
He was testing me, it was too late to see
I was only 16 but there's time for you
Learn my mistakes, don't do as I do
All of my
you gotta go
Alright Dimitri, let me talk
Alright folks, we got a two-for-one on the hot dogs
He's got a hose from the outfield
Don't you dare run
Give it all that you got
Turn it up now
You got to
Before the battle had begun
We had the victory
So don't be shaken
By the voices of the enemy
steppers, we got toe jam
But my glizzy so reliable it don't jam
No, no, it don't jam
More reliable than you, it's the truth
I know you hate it every time I
Discuss these give it all you got by the outfield Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In