Lyrics:
This one might get me in trouble
But I've never been afraid of trouble
Let me talk to you
As an immigrant I see things like an outsider
Didn't know
Shit, I don't listen
I'ma park the car
And pop the trunk on niggas, yea yea
Bundle bitches
Section full of under cover hungry niggas
Yea yea, bitch
, outsider, outsider, outsider
Il m'a fallu alors
Tirer ma révérence
Tirer ma révérence
Car avouez
Vous aussi
Que son altesse l'image
Refoule notre âme
And we'll get the finest cars
We got a Deuce Coupe, a Stingray, a rail job and an XKE
(We'll start a car club)
We'll be the fastest at the drags, man,
My bud will light the tunnel crash, Brooknam
Yall outsiders better come right, don't look wrong
My bud will light the tunnel crash, Brooknam
Where
you had your regular car
You ever ever made love to a thug in the club with his ice on?
87 Jeans and a fresh pair of Nikes on (yeah)
On the couch,
you had your regular car
You ever ever made love to a thug in the club with his ice on?
87 Jeans and a fresh pair of Nikes on (yeah)
On the couch,
never fit in
But we'll never change
Baby we can be the outsiders
Renegade runaway fighters
Don't let anybody define us
Leavin' everybody behind us
Baby
Car, Purple Car
Purple, purple, purple car
Go see my girl in the Purple Car
Go see my boys in the Purple Car
Go to the club in the Purple Car
Go
karats are green
The buddha is purple, be rude and I hurt you
You're movin' in circles, we do it all, movies commercials
Stadiums clubs, ladies and thugs,
to myself about how to get it together
I'm thinking that maybe I should really listen to my conscience
I may not have the money or the cars or the clothes
tha club
Now you tha same thug suckin tha snub
Gettin back ties in yo tub
I kick murder every two bars
Pack two tars, when I cock I need two cars
Pulled up like a trap star
That's if you have yo' regular car
You ever made love to a thug
In the club with his sights on
'87 jeans
And a fresh pair
Dizzy, whoo
We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho)
We need a club banger, ok yo, yo
I want a club banger (aha), I want a club
ON THAT YAK IN THE CLUB
I'M OFF THAT YAK IN THE CLUB
IN THE BACK OF THE CLUB
I'M OFF THAT YAK IN THE CLUB
YOU CAN FIND ME IN AH MUSCLE CAR
THE HARD
yea
Watch how wi dance round all bad mind
Cause them can't stop wi
Make dem know that were outsider and wi nah stop party Jamaicans weh wi say
Cause i
shotters, block robbers
Outsiders, box riders, God got us
Dodge Chargers, mob daughters, trap houses
Fly swatters, dough stoppers got choppers
Know
(Who the hell is Carlo?)
Fuckin' with these bitch ass outsiders, man
Fuck 'em, look look, look
Lou pulled up on me
So we poured up a Kobe Bryant
they can't see us
I know I got you hot, now let me in
You in the club or the car, wherever you are
Run and tell the DJ, run it back on replay
In
comprare
Sono Outsider, non faccio come fai te
Come in Fight Club, l'incubo era già in me
Non guardarmi male, anzi non mi guardare
Anche se alzo il budget,
We be clubbin'
Heyy hey heyy heyy look here look here first of all I want to welcome
all why'all broke ass entreponiggas to the Player's Club
entreponiggas to the Player's Club. Yaeeyaae
[Verse 1: ]
It's packed niggas don't know how to act
We the macks V.I.P's in the back
With a stack
l'respect, avec nous ne fais pas l'arriviste
Sinon tu seras déçu de voir que mes reufs n'ont pas d'limite
On est dans l'club, club, club, club, club, club
little
Car, pull up to the club in my little car, Bounce out goin' dumb in my little car
Lil' drink big weed in my little car, all Type of flavors in
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