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MGE Tabari - walk it out Lyrics



MGE Tabari - walk it out Lyrics
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I'm not the one to play with all designer gang ain't basic
Step out with Celine me and my twin so different from that fake shit
I can't take it I'm just tryna sleep she touch me like a rapist
Came up inna Stu I'm tryna cook shi might put on a apron
They like when you droppin bro jus wait and see
Me and bro was never deep but still we had it all they ass ain't take from me
Dont run back onna gram like we wasn't out if you know where we be
Im right back on north ave that's where we good so you can't baby T
Try me like it's that then I can show you took my glasses off im damned if they gon toss at my bifocals
Free my bro until he out then I can put him on my shoulder
Target practice I f*ck up that's when he show me how I'm pose to
Let it burst till O.V.A that's how I know that this shit over
Escalade that heavy body but she say she like a rover
So ungrateful so I hate when he still let his hoe come over
Cut his block it's like Eclipse cause it turn black and he go Solar
Runnin round and then I put him inna folder
Yea you decent but you old so they gone think im a lil colder
He can walk but he can't talk it out when bullets in his molars and
Too expensive f*ck a cost I want a Hemi as my motor
If that money what I need we get it got
I ain't broke so I ain't need it we just rob em for the plot
I want some top before I leave and go my ass back inna slot
My quarterback don't give a pass he see a target throw a dot ( he get em chopped )
I'm too high to pop out they can't do me wrong today
They say T you can't be on yo block I'm comin home today
Man U bet not play wit it im gone do this shi Lola way
Only got yo self up in this shi that's what my homie say
Take it out the clip til my shi emptier like Rollie face
I ain't inna jam but im still stressed about my homie case
I could tie a bag before I ever tried to tie a lace
Slower day by day I had to learn and go my momma pace
Civics class and after that we right back onna Honda chase
Spanish bitch who want me in her crib she told me andale
If I leave the hood I won't come back im goin far away
We ain't saving hoes we need the Ms and not no dollar cake
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I'm not the one to play with all designer gang ain't basic
Step out with Celine me and my twin so different from that fake shit
I can't take it I'm just tryna sleep she touch me like a rapist
Came up inna Stu I'm tryna cook shi might put on a apron
They like when you droppin bro jus wait and see
Me and bro was never deep but still we had it all they ass ain't take from me
Dont run back onna gram like we wasn't out if you know where we be
Im right back on north ave that's where we good so you can't baby T
Try me like it's that then I can show you took my glasses off im damned if they gon toss at my bifocals
Free my bro until he out then I can put him on my shoulder
Target practice I f*ck up that's when he show me how I'm pose to
Let it burst till O.V.A that's how I know that this shit over
Escalade that heavy body but she say she like a rover
So ungrateful so I hate when he still let his hoe come over
Cut his block it's like Eclipse cause it turn black and he go Solar
Runnin round and then I put him inna folder
Yea you decent but you old so they gone think im a lil colder
He can walk but he can't talk it out when bullets in his molars and
Too expensive f*ck a cost I want a Hemi as my motor
If that money what I need we get it got
I ain't broke so I ain't need it we just rob em for the plot
I want some top before I leave and go my ass back inna slot
My quarterback don't give a pass he see a target throw a dot ( he get em chopped )
I'm too high to pop out they can't do me wrong today
They say T you can't be on yo block I'm comin home today
Man U bet not play wit it im gone do this shi Lola way
Only got yo self up in this shi that's what my homie say
Take it out the clip til my shi emptier like Rollie face
I ain't inna jam but im still stressed about my homie case
I could tie a bag before I ever tried to tie a lace
Slower day by day I had to learn and go my momma pace
Civics class and after that we right back onna Honda chase
Spanish bitch who want me in her crib she told me andale
If I leave the hood I won't come back im goin far away
We ain't saving hoes we need the Ms and not no dollar cake
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Writer: Jaden Maghett
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Performed By: MGE Tabari
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Jaden Maghett

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