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Jarren Benton – Out The Mud

Исполнители: Jarren Benton
Альбомы: Jarren Benton – Jarren Benton - Yuck Fou
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Текст Jarren Benton – Out The Mud

Текст:

K-K-Kato on the track bitch

Yeah, east side nigga old Atlanta
Miss the coke I hand out with the arm and hammer
Nab his bag, they wear them blue bandanas

Niggas still at this, they just shoot his hands up, uuh
Came out the mud used to live there
Chopper dead it drop a big bear
Walk with my dick in a bitch bare (uh uh)
Wrestle my demons like Ric Flair, uuh
Please miss me with the horse shit
The horse power in the car is sick
I murder everything that’s the course bitch
Mazel tov out the cart bitch
King Benton I’m the lord’s gift
Big scale on the forklift
I read the Forbes list while eatin swordfish, uuh
Yeah, trap panther fuckin lap dancers
Drop out, I was baggin grams up
Damn I thank, wasn’t back in hand cuffs
Fast forward now we stackin bands up
Niggas pussy we gon smack your mans up
Thirty rounds in the black banana
Fuck the monkey shit this is black Atlanta uuh

I got it outta the mud (out the mud, out the mud)
I’m commin up from the bottom (from the bottom)
I got it outta the mud (Brrah)
Uuh, came out the dirt with a whole lot of thugs (with a whole lot of thugs)
Only one option to win (haa)
I got it outta the mud
x2

New money new phone I’m like who dis (brr)
Peace on me bitch I’m a Buddhist (I’m a Buddhist)
My bitch couldn’t care with no clothes on (she naked)
She walk in my crib like a nudist (uuh)
Me and Kato on some new shit (new shit)
Don’t get it twisted like a Rubix (cube)
Run up on me like ya stupid I ain’t talking music nigga I will lose it (Brrrah hah)
Fuck you if you think that I am that nigga (I am that nigga)
Not in a literal sense but god dammit I can’t nigga nobody steal the food
I just went through a divorce (freedom)
Got outta tune with the lord (god)
Lately I’ve been on the edge (oj)
I will put you in the morgue (room)
Okay if you look at scores (swish)
I put a few on the board (cool)
I had to flex on these niggas
See the snakes from the few on the porch
My ego I’m Dylon Dylon (Dylon)
Born alone bitch I’mma die alone (die alone)
The drugs that I’m on got me paranoid
Say my prayers every night with a firearm

I got it outta the mud (out the mud, out the mud)
I’m commin up from the bottom (from the bottom)
I got it outta the mud (Brrah)
Uuh, came out the dirt with a whole lot of thugs (with a whole lot of thugs)
Only one option to win (haa)
I got it outta the mud
x2

Альбом

Jarren Benton – Jarren Benton - Yuck Fou