CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : All Out
Out from the bottom, now I'm playin all out
Workin on these sh*t, make those haters more loud
Bumpin my sh*t in the club, no doubt
Big dawg OZ is the sh*t they talk about
All these weed, all these drank got me geeked
All this hoes ain't loyal imma kick em
Real homie only, Ion't f**k with a snitches
If you wanna come for smoke, bring me some of the b*t*hes
So many bottles on the table, now we talkin
Big boof pack on the room, indon roll it
Used to be bronze, now I came as a golden
All my ex tryna call me, but I said "indon, hold it"
Smoke hella joint while I writе all these raps
That girl lookin nice but shе pretend to be bad
Now this indon actin tough when he live on the gram
30 on my f**kin jeans gonna put him on the end of the movie
Sh*t fancy but you know this ain't a gucci
She call me mane, next I lick on her coochie
No time for a call, grindin hard, I'm too busy
OZ on the come up, now I make that dolla raining
Out from the bottom, now I'm playin all out
Workin on these sh*t, make those haters more loud
Bumpin my sh*t in the club, no doubt
Big dawg OZ is the sh*t they talk about
Playin on minor, but I make major moves
Pm till am now I takin' no lose
Count on this paper got my fingers blue
They ask me how but I give em no clue
Whoa, b*t*h, slow it down
Thotiana on the room, the don buss her down
Now I got this 45., boutta bust a clown
On the drop top benz, finna start to bounce
On the gang, on the thang
B*t*h, I made it to the top of the game
Now I make all these poser outta rank
Then I smoke hella joint and sippin drank
Feelin blessed when I hang out with the fam
Boutta call my mama, send her some couple bands
This bad b*t*hes on the bando start to dance
Now I'm playin all out, work my a** off everyday to catchin all those stash
Out from the bottom, now I'm playin all out
Workin on these sh*t, make those haters more loud
Bumpin my sh*t in the club, no doubt
Big dawg OZ is the sh*t they talk about
Workin on these sh*t, make those haters more loud
Bumpin my sh*t in the club, no doubt
Big dawg OZ is the sh*t they talk about
All these weed, all these drank got me geeked
All this hoes ain't loyal imma kick em
Real homie only, Ion't f**k with a snitches
If you wanna come for smoke, bring me some of the b*t*hes
So many bottles on the table, now we talkin
Big boof pack on the room, indon roll it
Used to be bronze, now I came as a golden
All my ex tryna call me, but I said "indon, hold it"
Smoke hella joint while I writе all these raps
That girl lookin nice but shе pretend to be bad
Now this indon actin tough when he live on the gram
30 on my f**kin jeans gonna put him on the end of the movie
Sh*t fancy but you know this ain't a gucci
She call me mane, next I lick on her coochie
No time for a call, grindin hard, I'm too busy
OZ on the come up, now I make that dolla raining
Out from the bottom, now I'm playin all out
Workin on these sh*t, make those haters more loud
Bumpin my sh*t in the club, no doubt
Big dawg OZ is the sh*t they talk about
Playin on minor, but I make major moves
Pm till am now I takin' no lose
Count on this paper got my fingers blue
They ask me how but I give em no clue
Whoa, b*t*h, slow it down
Thotiana on the room, the don buss her down
Now I got this 45., boutta bust a clown
On the drop top benz, finna start to bounce
On the gang, on the thang
B*t*h, I made it to the top of the game
Now I make all these poser outta rank
Then I smoke hella joint and sippin drank
Feelin blessed when I hang out with the fam
Boutta call my mama, send her some couple bands
This bad b*t*hes on the bando start to dance
Now I'm playin all out, work my a** off everyday to catchin all those stash
Out from the bottom, now I'm playin all out
Workin on these sh*t, make those haters more loud
Bumpin my sh*t in the club, no doubt
Big dawg OZ is the sh*t they talk about
