Man of my word
Hand on the Bible
The Burning Bush spoke and told me fan all this fire through
Vocal chords
Stuck it like IV and left her vulva sore
That's my Venus with the potent aura
Onyx skin, Adonis teeth
Astonish with the phonics
Left the beat with a kind release
Yall can discuss
About shit that don't concern ain't my fault if you touched
The crib decorate with ferns from a wondrous brush
Thugs hefty with that 30 clip
Shit get ugly pretty quick
And my chick glamorous like she on some Fergie shit
Tryna head to Panama they say I got roots there
Never acknowledged the fool's stare
Never regarded as food here
No bitch in my body, you cannon fodder if we shoot fair
Promise you don't want mama to do tears
End my night with a cracked case
Play a little Correa over sour grapes out the face
World Sport out the gate, nigga
Kadeem - Out the Gate Lyrics
Kadeem - Out the Gate Lyrics
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Man of my word
Hand on the Bible
The Burning Bush spoke and told me fan all this fire through
Vocal chords
Stuck it like IV and left her vulva sore
That's my Venus with the potent aura
Onyx skin, Adonis teeth
Astonish with the phonics
Left the beat with a kind release
Yall can discuss
About shit that don't concern ain't my fault if you touched
The crib decorate with ferns from a wondrous brush
Thugs hefty with that 30 clip
Shit get ugly pretty quick
And my chick glamorous like she on some Fergie shit
Tryna head to Panama they say I got roots there
Never acknowledged the fool's stare
Never regarded as food here
No bitch in my body, you cannon fodder if we shoot fair
Promise you don't want mama to do tears
End my night with a cracked case
Play a little Correa over sour grapes out the face
World Sport out the gate, nigga
Hand on the Bible
The Burning Bush spoke and told me fan all this fire through
Vocal chords
Stuck it like IV and left her vulva sore
That's my Venus with the potent aura
Onyx skin, Adonis teeth
Astonish with the phonics
Left the beat with a kind release
Yall can discuss
About shit that don't concern ain't my fault if you touched
The crib decorate with ferns from a wondrous brush
Thugs hefty with that 30 clip
Shit get ugly pretty quick
And my chick glamorous like she on some Fergie shit
Tryna head to Panama they say I got roots there
Never acknowledged the fool's stare
Never regarded as food here
No bitch in my body, you cannon fodder if we shoot fair
Promise you don't want mama to do tears
End my night with a cracked case
Play a little Correa over sour grapes out the face
World Sport out the gate, nigga
Writer: Kadeem McIntosh
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid