Album Cover Bring 'em Out

Bring 'em Out

Tela

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Come on, come on, come on, come on,

Come on, come on

Where they at?

Come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on outside who wanna ride with these big boys

We got some big toys in the parking lot making big noise

We bring dem hoes out like it summer

Blowing marijuana while we rolling in that hummer

With no drama

Do what you wanna

I make it hot like sun

I get with ya later on

Little momma give me your number

I'm a call you on the under when we bring dem hoes out

That's how them big boys do that pimp shit down south

We bring dem hoes out da house

While you keep em on leashes

The game be the deepest making these pieces wanna freak us

ugh behind tint so you can't see us

It's me and Lokey sipping remy smoking cannibis and cheeba

Ain't nothing sweeter than this/hit the switch

I take a car load of pieces to the telly in the six

>From Memphis to Miami Atlanta to New Orleans

When we come through your city bring dem hoes to the scene

[Chorus x4]

Where dem hoes at (where they at?)

There dem hoes go (there they go)

Bring dem hoes out (come on, come on)

Let these hoes know (let em know)

Bring dem hoes out/let em show out

Blow the Mo' out/on the flow out

Pussy blow out huh

Roll on my arm ruby charm

Six hun if it ain't get it it's whipless

It ain't done

Houston dem playas with dem aqua blue gators

[???Al Cachoo vaders???] when the south navigate us

To the ones in the club acting phoney and lonely

I get hell when I'm roaming on sony blow some chronic

Do you want me just show me what they hitting me fo

Cause I be spitting up Mo'

Crystal ice with X.O

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