Outta My Mind
Bell Biv DeVoe, Busta Rhymes
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Ayo club shouldn't be open unless I'm in that motherfucker, come on! Come on (ay!) What, ay, what It's already starting to feel like it's that time again Okay Now I want everybody to do what they know they supposed to do 'Cause y'all know who in this bitch The Conglomerate, front and center, come on! Look here, see they calling in Trick Back in the spot to make them mob again, bitch Bitch, Bust' Rhymes a god damn snitch The cannon 'bout to blow, let them niggas know quick, shit Oh god, no, that nigga gon' flip Spitch, spatch, cut, a nigga face kicked A hole atop your fucking head, bang 'Cause I'm in love with bodying shit like newlyweds, damn Now is the time, let me hear you say ho (ho) Hands up because I say so (yo) Turn full, my niggas lets go Like don't you see how we got 'em, we here to get dough Oh, shit (what?), they better get with us Straight (straight) black (black) out shit my niggas Ay, look, ay, you know the way we do it (the Conglomerate) It's coming and we 'bout to run through it It's drivin' me out of my mind! That's why it's hard for me to find Can't get it out of my head! Watch the way we kill 'em, you gotta love it! Don't this hit make my niggas wanna Wait, one sec, ay homie what's hood Bouncing on the beat like the way you niggas should (oh!) Look, now watch me, just leaving over stamp (champ!) Like they be spitting the shit that other niggas can't (can't, can't, can't, no!) It's never gonna end I bounce right back and shit on them again Sit back and watch other niggas bleed (yeah, yeah!) But then I come to give y'all the shit you need, right there! Oh, you know I come and knock shit down Mi don't care, I know that them frown Freddie chop the beat while I'm shining my crown And reinstate the boom bap and redefine sound Ground trash niggas who sit back thinking they could run I could live with the street crack and give you what you want Yeah, I know what's up bitch, dressed out chill for a minute, bring the chorus back, leggo It's drivin' me out of my mind! That's why it's hard for me to find Can't get it out of my head! Watch the way we kill 'em, you gotta love it! Don't this hit make my niggas wanna Hop and I skip every time I drop that A lot of you trash and you need to stop that (now!) Tell me how can you not do the shit that makes the game proud Tuck drop it and roll, the fire gonna blaze in here Now do I make myself clear Watch, keep the weight that I beat them up to I'm done Make them run Bounce bitch, one You know that everything good Crowd in this bitch, need some elbow room, uh Uh, we 'bout to heat it up some more I hope all my niggas is keeping up (feed 'em up) I will eat your food until I leave Or 'til a nigga can't breathe We run shit, control the block, and all of that (all of that) Now I'm tired of talking bring the chorus back (contact) It's drivin' me out of my mind! That's why it's hard for me to find Can't get it out of my head! Watch the way we kill 'em, you gotta love it! Don't this hit make my niggas wanna
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Written by: Trevor George Smith Jr., Ricky Bell, Michael Bivins, Ronnie DeVoe
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