CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Outta Cage (Original Version)
Pull your titties out, give me some inspiration (ooh)
Drink a whole pint, got some education (ahh)
Huh? Thank You Fizzle
Pull my choppa out the closet, I think that he gay (huh)
Brought my guns to the party, I’m ready to play (tu, tu, tu, tu)
I don’t wanna hear it b*t*h, come here give me face (come here)
AK, HK, you could die today (aye)
You let me out of jail, you let a lion out the cage (huh)
I been high for days, I been high for days
If she is not a eater, don’t let that b*t*h through the gate (no way)
I’m ready to rage (uh), I put molly in the cake
Goddamn, she just sucked soul out of mе (huh)
I might bring this b*t*h with me to Miami beach
I've got tеn different hoes, in the Airbnb
Ooh, she got double D’s, ooh, she wanna f**k on me
I ain't hear my watch and it look like a gecko
You a broke n***a and you still rocking acro
House so big when I see it make the [?] grow
Nutted on her face I ain't know she had freckles
I just got a ticket 'cause my diamonds keep fightin'
They ran outta summer so a n***a even whiter
A n***a off a bean when I walk it like I'm glidin'
I don't need diamonds and a n***a still shining
You know I'm a Hi-tech monster
So many dirty Sprites at this point I need a sponsor
Twenty-five hoes in the crib I got a roster
Leanin' so much I think this sh*t f**ked up my posture
Aw sh*t I linked up with Pump and Desto
Pistol grip pump, why the f**k you got a vest on?
Taking hits in the 'mil for ten bands your head gone
Now I'm shootin' for the books I'm Mary Blesso
How you got ten cars but no license?
I just rented five hoes, I'm not wifin'
I'm a rockstar, I stay on star island
Told her she can lick it but I told her not to bite it
Desto dont stress hoes
If I tell him let go, he gon' let go
How you flexin' with that whip and it's not yours?
I got a lil' homie shoot you for some concords (Brr, pow)
This watch cost some commas
It's Mary Jane block, Desto Dubb, no drama (Nah)
Rolex day, then I couldn't bought a Honda (Sixty)
She got a sugar daddy and I got a baby momma
Shot a Wockhardt pint, you a b*t*h so I'ma take it
The n***a k-roy even let the n***a taste it
He was short on his payment, f**k his sister in a basement
I was selling fake drugs in the club like I'm Jamaican (bomboclaat)
I got a fake act pint I just made it
Charge a n***a eighty-five hundred and he paid it
Whips a fake brick and sell it, hoes sell for eighty
Bout to drop a glass pint of red but I won't break it
I'm drinkin' [?], you probably think I'm cappin'
This b*t*h twelve years old this gettin' kinda nasty
I been talking sh*t six months straight my voice kinda raspy
Dope fiend my n***a got some act and I'm finna fly to Cali
Gucci, Louis V and Christian Dior (ouu)
I buy everything that you can't afford (yeah)
Baguetties on my neck, that's why I thank the lord (I thank him)
f**k a b*t*h and pass her back
Now that b*t*h is yours
Drink a whole pint, got some education (ahh)
Huh? Thank You Fizzle
Pull my choppa out the closet, I think that he gay (huh)
Brought my guns to the party, I’m ready to play (tu, tu, tu, tu)
I don’t wanna hear it b*t*h, come here give me face (come here)
AK, HK, you could die today (aye)
You let me out of jail, you let a lion out the cage (huh)
I been high for days, I been high for days
If she is not a eater, don’t let that b*t*h through the gate (no way)
I’m ready to rage (uh), I put molly in the cake
Goddamn, she just sucked soul out of mе (huh)
I might bring this b*t*h with me to Miami beach
I've got tеn different hoes, in the Airbnb
Ooh, she got double D’s, ooh, she wanna f**k on me
I ain't hear my watch and it look like a gecko
You a broke n***a and you still rocking acro
House so big when I see it make the [?] grow
Nutted on her face I ain't know she had freckles
I just got a ticket 'cause my diamonds keep fightin'
They ran outta summer so a n***a even whiter
A n***a off a bean when I walk it like I'm glidin'
I don't need diamonds and a n***a still shining
You know I'm a Hi-tech monster
So many dirty Sprites at this point I need a sponsor
Twenty-five hoes in the crib I got a roster
Leanin' so much I think this sh*t f**ked up my posture
Aw sh*t I linked up with Pump and Desto
Pistol grip pump, why the f**k you got a vest on?
Taking hits in the 'mil for ten bands your head gone
Now I'm shootin' for the books I'm Mary Blesso
How you got ten cars but no license?
I just rented five hoes, I'm not wifin'
I'm a rockstar, I stay on star island
Told her she can lick it but I told her not to bite it
Desto dont stress hoes
If I tell him let go, he gon' let go
How you flexin' with that whip and it's not yours?
I got a lil' homie shoot you for some concords (Brr, pow)
This watch cost some commas
It's Mary Jane block, Desto Dubb, no drama (Nah)
Rolex day, then I couldn't bought a Honda (Sixty)
She got a sugar daddy and I got a baby momma
Shot a Wockhardt pint, you a b*t*h so I'ma take it
The n***a k-roy even let the n***a taste it
He was short on his payment, f**k his sister in a basement
I was selling fake drugs in the club like I'm Jamaican (bomboclaat)
I got a fake act pint I just made it
Charge a n***a eighty-five hundred and he paid it
Whips a fake brick and sell it, hoes sell for eighty
Bout to drop a glass pint of red but I won't break it
I'm drinkin' [?], you probably think I'm cappin'
This b*t*h twelve years old this gettin' kinda nasty
I been talking sh*t six months straight my voice kinda raspy
Dope fiend my n***a got some act and I'm finna fly to Cali
Gucci, Louis V and Christian Dior (ouu)
I buy everything that you can't afford (yeah)
Baguetties on my neck, that's why I thank the lord (I thank him)
f**k a b*t*h and pass her back
Now that b*t*h is yours
