Out Of Body

Lyrics

[Intro] Marco Polo, Bitch This my last post Cuz i'm done with yo ass I'm done with yo lil black James Bond shit You just doing that shit for the likes Doing that shit for the gram But guess what? you done my nigga Cuz we ain't never been on a vacation But you was with that Bambi bitch On these sites getting tags and shit Passports stamping it up Barbados, Botswana, Djibouti, nigga Oh, you think I ain't know about that? You know I went through your profile, motherfucker Like, you know I was there I told you "You know who the fuck I am?" You know what, you know what You ain't shit (creole) [Verse 1: Dot Cromwell] This ain't really for discussion She got some hittas 'round the way Could fuck around and press the button And if you know her like I do you know she always into something But niggas love it The world is hers, she wanna hold it, she wanna hold it She blow the smoke and hit the bottle Oh, yeah, she living by the code Making her money on the road Cold road, she pick up any hours No thing as too many hours I swear she a goddess on the pole Cold pole, she ride it like a Masi' Mirrors in the ceiling got her looking at herself [Chorus] It's outta body It's no discussion She know the shottas Feel them chakras bouncing In and out her body It's no discussion She make a living on the road She done had a long day A long day, long day But she living for the feeling, ain't no wrong way She done had a long day A long day, long day But I swear she always did it all her own way [Verse 2: Jidenna] She had a long day She need a Long, Long Island and a long J Sharper than them niggas, but they gettin' more pay And that bitch she worked with looked at her the wrong way The wrong way, the wrong way She want her own crib 'Cause her mama rented, now she wanna her own shit Her own lane on some fuck-that-orange-cone shit You know the saying, you a pimp or on some ho shit, ho shit, oh shit Ya, ya, I bend her back and do yoga She need me to give her Deepak Chopra I got work right now I'm like so what? But ol' boy, why you bringin' up old stuff More than money, she just want some time (time) A night with her and her and two bottles of wine (wine) I think it's funy how ever single time (time) I put my body in her body to give her that mothafuckin' out of body [Chorus] It's outta body It's no discussion She know the shottas Feel them chakras bouncing In and out her body It's no discussion She make a living on the road She done had a long day A long day, long day But she living for the feeling, ain't no wrong way She done had a long day A long day, long day But I swear she always did it all her own way [Verse 3: Wale] Okay, she work too much Won't you just take off for me? She is worth too much That's why she got her own money She wanna visit with Doctor Miami I wanna jack, couple shots in Miami I'm with Jidenna so I got a suit So when I dress up, women droppin' their panties Pull up and drop out, I drop out, I pull up I gotta invite her to the back, issa Grammy Back on my bullshit, my bitch got a bitch And I'm talking 'bout people on the side of her panties She's worth too much Do you have some time for me? She is worth too much So I ask her to go and buy for me [Chorus] It's outta body It's no discussion She know the shottas Feel them chakras bouncing In and out her body It's no discussion She make a living on the road She done had a long day A long day, long day But she living for the feeling, ain't no wrong way She done had a long day A long day, long day But I swear she always did it all her own way