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Correct Out My Way (Bitter Raps 2) Lyrics
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Correct Out My Way (Bitter Raps 2)
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Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way You know these hoes be so messy Let me organize my thoughts Woah, woah, you got that flick in your lil' pistol How ironic you got shots of something you ain't even shot Woah, woah, his caption gon' say "gang gang" Man, I ain't never being fair You know these hoes be so flagrant Unless you wifey, I don't lick her Shit, you know it's no chasin' How the fuck I still ain't poppin'? All these niggas so basic Know some niggas do photography to see these hoes naked Cool hustle bro, just come and get this real work I been wit' it since krump dancin' in long tees to my knees That should let you know I'm still turnt Fuck it, who finna get killed first? Thirst 48, I let you see this real life Gotta watch what you been building These niggas ain't built right Been said I was gon' do it and fuck it, I still might Turn my finger to a pistol, kill hype and still like Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way Man, I be fuckin' your plans up if I told you to man up Stop hittin' all yo homegirls and sayin' "Let's gram up" You say you got a function, that shit finna be lit The crazy thing about it, you ain't never gon' hit Shit, I been sick of everything I'm startin' to think that this ain't healthy Woah, woah, like all y'all bitches in your insta videos When y'all not talkin', might as well just took a selfie Like woah, woah, the sexy face don't get you crackin' If we magnified y'all life, we'd prolly' finally see who really poppin' Woah, see I been dancin' with the devil I ain't trippin', never panicked I said fuck it and start milly rockin', milly rock Milly rock, shit, let's get it poppin' Never get no game 'less they was on that bench witcha Oh, I see you in the club, you got yo fuckin' clique witchu I don't think you niggas poppin' I don't need no pic witcha Tell me how that one bottle finna hold y'all ten niggas I'm like, "pussy if you say so", high-key That's the reason why I lay low like hey yo Why you gotta be so fake for like way bro Shit, I see it everyday though like hey yo Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way Get the fuck up out my way ho Way, way, nigga, way, way Way, way, way, way, way (Aw man, these niggas still thirsty) (Aw man, these bitches still thirsty)
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