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OUT DA WAY / CANCER Video (MV)




Performed By: randogiannii
Language: English
Length: 1:45
Written by: R G
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I've been out the way countin' these bands up yea
I've been out the way stackin' these bands up
I've been out the way countin' these bands up
Police trippin' ii ain't put my hands up
Bitch I got Italian leather just to hold my pants up
What's with all these questions man I ain't finna answer
I was in Magic City fell in love with a dancer
That boy want some smoke, send his ass , we give him cancer
She a red nose like Rudolph , Bitch I'm a Prancer
I got freedom in my blood like my name Enes Kanter
I got freedom in this hug, wanna see the world win
Give my freedom to young thug, free my bro out the pen
All that sweeping under the rug, yeah that shit come to an end
I ain't tweaking , I don't give a f*ck I'll do it again
I ain't sleeping' I don't give a f*ck , Till I get a M
I been geekin' I don't give a f*ck , Pop another 10
It's the weekend now I give a f*ck
Run that shit again yeah
Run that shit again
Yeah I've been out the way countin' these bands up yea
I've been out the way stackin' these bands up
I've been out the way countin' these bands up
Police trippin' ii ain't put my hands up
Bitch I got Italian leather just to hold my pants up
What's with all these questions man I ain't finna answer
I was in Magic City fell in love with a dancer
That boy want some smoke, send his ass , we give him cancer
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English

I've been out the way countin' these bands up yea
I've been out the way stackin' these bands up
I've been out the way countin' these bands up
Police trippin' ii ain't put my hands up
Bitch I got Italian leather just to hold my pants up
What's with all these questions man I ain't finna answer
I was in Magic City fell in love with a dancer
That boy want some smoke, send his ass , we give him cancer
She a red nose like Rudolph , Bitch I'm a Prancer
I got freedom in my blood like my name Enes Kanter
I got freedom in this hug, wanna see the world win
Give my freedom to young thug, free my bro out the pen
All that sweeping under the rug, yeah that shit come to an end
I ain't tweaking , I don't give a f*ck I'll do it again
I ain't sleeping' I don't give a f*ck , Till I get a M
I been geekin' I don't give a f*ck , Pop another 10
It's the weekend now I give a f*ck
Run that shit again yeah
Run that shit again
Yeah I've been out the way countin' these bands up yea
I've been out the way stackin' these bands up
I've been out the way countin' these bands up
Police trippin' ii ain't put my hands up
Bitch I got Italian leather just to hold my pants up
What's with all these questions man I ain't finna answer
I was in Magic City fell in love with a dancer
That boy want some smoke, send his ass , we give him cancer
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Writer: R G
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