Outlaw

Album: single release only (2011)
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  • Outlaw, we lawless
    We ballin' out, nigga, regardless
    Everything VVS, we flawless
    When I stunt, I stunt on niggas the hardest

    If niggas so hot, why they ain't got what I got?
    My Maybach, my watch, my Hublot
    My fat knots, my swag is top-notch (yeah)
    My crack spots bring cash in non-stop (uh-huh)
    My nigga Rock just came home from Comstock
    I got shooters, they ain't got what I got
    Got shit locked, I stunt non-stop
    I get it then I blow it how I want, why not?
    My bitch cold, I mean hot, sure shot
    Come through in the drop, hold the Glock, why not?
    9 millimetre, nine shots, big rock
    Nine carat stones, I'm in my own zone

    Outlaw, yeah-yeah, we lawless
    We balling out, yeah, regardless
    VVS, yeah-yeah, we flawless
    You do what you gotta do, we do what we wanna do (yeah)

    Outlaw, yeah-yeah, we lawless
    We balling out, yeah, regardless
    VVS, yeah-yeah, we flawless
    You do what you gotta do, we do what we wanna do

    You wan' get shot? Go 'head, run up in my spot
    My lawyers'll have me out by one o'clock
    Go 'head, get dropped trying to take what I got
    My diamonds twinkle over my Izod
    My gun pop, tell me why would you try that?
    Porsche Turbo, Cayenne I'll buy that
    G5 jet, pilot, I'll fly that
    Burn good shit, get as high as I get
    My mind's sick, I'm criminal-minded
    Shorty ass fat, I want to bump and grind that
    Groupie love bitch, your left breast? I'll sign that
    I'm CEO ho, you ain't know? (Woo)

    Outlaw, yeah-yeah, we lawless
    We balling out, yeah, regardless
    VVS, yeah-yeah, we flawless
    You do what you gotta do, we do what we wanna do (yeah)

    Outlaw, yeah-yeah, we lawless
    We balling out, yeah, regardless
    VVS, yeah-yeah, we flawless
    You do what you gotta do, we do what we wanna do

    New York party of the year, my spot (my spot)
    These bitches look so good, oh my God
    Looking at the man in the mirror, I'm so hot
    Shorty want to cut, cool, make sure the door locked
    Off with the Gucci, down go my Louis
    Out come my "Ooh-wee," do me, baby do me
    Like a porn star 'til you hit my spot
    My bed rock, back and forth when I'm on top
    My back shots, they are sorta like crack rocks
    I give it all I got, non-stop 'til sweat drop
    I damage I wreck shop, I come through correct, I
    I give her what she need 'til it's hard to breathe (ayy)

    Outlaw, yeah-yeah, we lawless
    We balling out, yeah, regardless
    VVS, yeah-yeah, we flawless
    You do what you gotta do, we do what we wanna do (yeah)

    Outlaw, yeah-yeah, we lawless
    We balling out, yeah, regardless
    VVS, yeah-yeah, we flawless
    You do what you gotta do, we do what we wanna do (yeah) Writer/s: Carl E. Mccormick, Curtis James Jackson
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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