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out the mud - fbg duck & s.jones lyrics

[intro: fbg duck]
(man, drop that sh*t for these f*ck n*ggas)
ayy, this how they want me to come?
ayy, this how they want me to come? (woo, ooh, ooh)
so this how i’m comin’, so this how i’m comin’ (woo, ooh, ooh)
so this how i’m comin’, so this how i’m comin’
this how they want me to come? (woo, ooh, ooh)
this how they want me to come? (ooh)
so this how i’m comin’, so this how i’m comin’ (woo, ooh)
so this how i’m comin’, so this how i’m comin’ (turn up)
[chorus: fbg duck]
mask on, gun in hand
hundred bands, we runnin’ in
f&n turn the toughest man (baow) into a runnin’ man
f*ck it then (d*mn)
i got this sh*t out the mud (i did)
i got this sh*t out the mud (i did)
f*ck all them b*tches who made me fall in love
i shouldn’t have never fell in love (i never should’ve did that)
hoo, stupid self
who i did it with? did it by myself (fbg sh*t)
i ain’t need n0body help
but my f*ckin’ gun on my f*ckin’ shelf (brrt) (fbg, b*tch)
i got this sh*t out the mud (out the mud)
i got this sh*t out the mud (i got this sh*t out the mud) (clout up)
and f*ck everybody
who put all this promethazine in my cup? (gang) (hoo)

[verse 1: fbg duck]
i’m a lean f*ckin’ fiend
red or purp’, i don’t do the green
because that sh*t put you right to sleep
not me (never)
pour a four, that sh*t look like it blood (ugh)
look like i am sippin’ on blood (what?)
don’t think it’s sweet in the club (the club)
get your ass beat ’til i see blood (gang)
hoo, hoo, f*ck you thinkin’?
run up on me, gun up on me (baow)
send your ass to meet your homie (skrrt)
shouldn’t never ran up on me
they got to put you in the mud
boy, what the f*ck you thought it was?
i shouldn’t have never fell in love
thought it was when it wasn’t what it was (godd*mn, i’m foolish)
here we go once again (once again)
[?] i’m the f*ckin’ man (ooh)
she f*cked my homie, i f*cked her friend
back and forth [?] once again
told that b*tch give me a hug (a hug)
come here, b*tch, show me some love (show me some love)
she must ain’t know who i was (i’m duck)
shouldn’t have never played them games with duck (never)
shorty know i’m worth a ticket
how much? a couple million (ooh)
f*cked that b*tch, act like i didn’t (ooh)
kicked her out (d*mn), hurt her feelings (godd*mn, godd*mn)
i’m disrespectful as f*ck (i am)
lil’ b*tch, so what? (so what?)
run up on me, think you tough (brrt)
hit his top, now get that sh*t out the mud (money)
[chorus: fbg duck & sjones]
mask on, gun in hand
hundred bands, we runnin’ in
f&n turn the toughest man (baow) into a runnin’ man
f*ck it then (d*mn)
i got this sh*t out the mud (i did)
i got this sh*t out the mud (i did)
f*ck all them b*tches who made me fall in love
i shouldn’t have never fell in love (i never should’ve did that)
hoo, stupid self
who i did it with? did it by myself
i ain’t need n0body help
but my f*ckin’ gun on my f*ckin’ shelf (brrt)
i got this sh*t out the mud (out the mud) (jones)
i got this sh*t out the mud (i got this sh*t out the mud) (jones)
and f*ck everybody
who put all this promethazine in my cup? (hoo)

[verse 2: sjones]
i came on the block and i fell in love
seen a glock and some bands when i met the plug
i wanted that life, don’t know what it was
ain’t no runnin’, lil’ mikey gon’ give him slugs
he tell me he love ’em, but i don’t believe him
blow up my phone, then talk crazy, i leave him
he know i get money and love, don’t need him
i run through his head every day, i don’t feed him
my money come first, ask them b*tches who dissin’
outfit was cute, but your money was missin’
my city go crazy, i drop, they gon’ listen
snakes in the grass, [?] people, they hissin’
they scared of my brothers and scared of my name
drop off my number, then jump on the stage
first lady to d*ch*ss who got perfect aim
these n*ggas so thirsty, they don’t ask my age
you run up on me, then you just might see blood
walk up on me, then i know you smell bud
they wanna take pictures, i enter the club
bro, d*ch*ss count money and stay pourin’ mud
you see me and squad, ’bout some bands, they gon’ look
he callin’, he callin’, but my service suck
i walk in the stu’, then my phone starts to bust
[?] be patient, i’m smokin’ with duck
[chorus: fbg duck]
mask on, gun in hand
hundred bands, we runnin’ in
f&n turn the toughest man (baow) into a runnin’ man
f*ck it then (d*mn)
i got this sh*t out the mud (i did)
i got this sh*t out the mud (i did)
f*ck all them b*tches who made me fall in love
i shouldn’t have never fell in love (i never should’ve did that)
hoo, stupid self
who i did it with? did it by myself
i ain’t need n0body help
but my f*ckin’ gun on my f*ckin’ shelf (brrt)
i got this sh*t out the mud (out the mud)
i got this sh*t out the mud (i got this sh*t out the mud)
and f*ck everybody
who put all this promethazine in my cup? (hoo)

- fbg duck s jones lyrics

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