Get Em Outta Here

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Hoodrich Pablo Juan - Rap, In English

Get Em Outta Here

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[Intro] Pablo Juan, nigga (Ayo, check out Pablo Juan, nigga) Ha Dope boy, ooh, dope boy (I'm sayin') Yeah, ha (This that dope boy shit, nigga) Been doin' this shit (88, go stupid, nigga) Hood [Chorus] Dope boy with more F01 than the strip club (Dope boy, yeah) Slide with the poles like a bitch with a big butt (Boom, boom, boom) Pull up in the eighteen-wheeler, that's a pickup (Ooh, pickup, ooh) Trap ain't got nothin' but weight, no push-ups (Ooh) Tramp pullup, pull up in the Audi truck (Skrrt, vroom) Ooh, fifty round hangin' out the fifty caliber (Fifty rounds, yeah, boom) OT to Cleveland, I'm ballin' like Cavalier (Ooh, I'm ballin', swish) Fuck all that talkin' on the 'net, get him out of here (Like get out of here, bitch) [Verse] Count the money fast, I coulda been a cashier (Bling, ooh) Million dollars fast, I made that in one year (One year) Drug Pablo 12, thank God I'm here (Here) Got the young nigga crashin', he ain't nothin' but a deer (You a deer) Seven point five carats, put it in one ear (In one ear, ice) Pourin' up Wock' on the block like it's beer (Bee) Cartier scopes, he got shot in his beard (Boom, ha) Opps gon' drop, I ain't droppin' a tear Trapped out the all-white Forces, only nine one one is Porsches (Ooh) I was servin' niche, I was still on the porch (I was on the porch) Get the pack from the West and I'm takin' it North (Pack to the North) Cartier's on me, I'm lookin' like Norbit (Cartier's on me) They ain't give me shit, I had to force it (They ain't give me shit) Dead guys, I'm hearin' voices (Hearin' voices) Drinkin' lean, she said that it's poison (Ha, ha) Truth is, I can't stand from a bitch, nosy and noisy (Bitch, man, bitch) Trappin' like Cinco, I ain't had no choice (Ain't had no choice, trap) Kicked me out the condo, I was smokin' Obama Runtz (Oh, well) Dip in the water, I'm lookin' like oysters (Like oysters) I like how she look, then I might hit it from the front (Yeah, I might) This ain't Benihanas, can't watch when I cook it up (Nuh-uh) Watch and my chain, could've bought a new Bentley truck (Yeah) Trapped out the 'partments, ain't ridin' no MARTA bus (No, ain't ridin' no MARTA bus) I go to war with my opps like Spartacus (Go to war, let's go) When I count it, they think I'm an octopus (Ha) Got the strap on me, I don't know who to trust (Boom) Pop a X pill, nigga got the bubble guts (I'm geeked up) Got baguettes on my neck, they wish they was us (Woo) All my cars fast, I'll leave you in dust (Skrrt) Leaning so hard, I think I need a crutch (I'm leanin') Money and power, respect is a must (Like go) Quick draw ready, I'm already— (Duh) [Chorus] Dope boy with more F01 than the strip club Slide with the poles like a bitch with a big butt Pull up in the eighteen-wheeler, that's a pickup Trap ain't got nothin' but weight, no push-ups Tramp pullup, pull up in the Audi truck Ooh, fifty round hangin' out the fifty caliber OT to Cleveland, I'm ballin' like Cavalier Fuck all that talkin' on the 'net, get him out of here

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  • Hoodrich Pablo Juan