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munna ikee - outta my mind كلمات أغنية

[intro]
mhm
yeah
yeah, come on (sl!ckda3rd, ayy, go crazy)
yeah, come on
yeah, yeah, yeah, come on (ayy, carter z, you goin’ too crazy)

[chorus]
whenever i’m ridin’ in traffic, just know it’s a bad b_tch with me (come on)
foenem be trappin’ and clappin’, they ain’t with the bappin’, they know we tag the city (frrt, frrt)
b_tch too thirsty, she tryna f_ck on the gang, she showin’ her ass and titties (nah, for real)
n_gga tryna touch on my chain, he must be insane, tae muna come blastin’ 50 (yeah, yeah, yeah)
see, i’m the type f_ck one night, won’t spin back twice, i be outta b_tch sight whеn the wind blow (yeah)
yeah, won’t takе ’em in cars, they hoppin’ out, drillin’ on feet, we ain’t shootin’ out no window (come on)
b_tch off the liquor, she shakin’ her ass, she like when it’s hot, turn off the frisco (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i got a bag, went and put me some racks on a f_ck n_gga head, f_ck you think i got rich for? (ha, ha, ha)

[verse]
i ain’t even reach my prime
knowin’ i’m one of the best in this sh_t, but i limit myself, i be out of my mind (for real)
n_ggas’ll get around hoes and then feelin’ myself, why n_ggas be dyin’ (for real)
trackhawk kissin’ the curb whenever the d_cks get behind (yeah, yeah)
bail out bl!ckin’, grrt, grrt, grrt, them switches, they near every time (come on)
now while we’re cruisin’ in this fast car (yeah), let me take your mind far (yeah)
my lil’ b_tch a cutie and she bougie, eat at five star (yeah)
basic b_tch get lulu and a movie, she can’t pass her (yeah)
remember i was rockin’ fubu, now it’s louis on the bag, bruh (ah, ah, ah)
[chorus]
whenever i’m ridin’ in traffic, just know it’s a bad b_tch with me (come on)
foenem be trappin’ and clappin’, they ain’t with the bappin’, they know we tag the city (frrt, frrt)
b_tch too thirsty, she tryna f_ck on the gang, she showin’ her ass and titties (nah, for real)
n_gga tryna touch on my chain, he must be insane, tae muna come blastin’ 50 (yeah, yeah, yeah)
see, i’m the type f_ck one night, won’t spin back twice, i be outta b_tch sight when the wind blow (yeah)
yeah, won’t take ’em in cars, they hoppin’ out, drillin’ on feet, we ain’t shootin’ out no window (come on)
b_tch off the liquor, she shakin’ her ass, she like when it’s hot, turn off the frisco (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i got a bag, went and put me some racks on a f_ck n_gga head, f_ck you think i got rich for? (ha, ha, ha)

- munna ikee

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