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out the loop / cloudy with a chance - god body bingo lyrics

[intro]
ay, ay
uh huh
praise!

[chorus]
say word, what’s new?
oh, i must be out the loop
just talk, don’t do?
yeah, i must be out the loop
straight work, no room
say, that keep me out the loop
still dream, my crew
oh, you must be out the loop
these n*ggas out the loop (praise!), leave n*ggas out the loop (praise!)
waiting on the check to clear, pull up without the roof (praise!)
came with my gal and my gang, can’t leave without the loot
these n*ggas out the loop, leave n*ggas out the loop (praise!)

[verse 1]
hey, this still dreaming sh*t is contagious
the price just went up on these praises
and n*ggas still stuck in their phases
i bet on myself and turned houston to vegas, i know they thought i was playing
but i’ve just been focused and patiently waiting, walk like i already made it
see i don’t care nothing about being famous, only pulled up for the payment
this flow like a weapon, i’m armed and i’m dangerous, full magazine and i’m aiming
been burning down booths and flaming up stages, watch ‘em get loose to the cadence
so come get a load of the latest, can’t let you miss out on this greatness
[chorus]
say word, what’s new?
oh, i must be out the loop
just talk, don’t do?
yeah, i must be out the loop
straight work, no room
say, that keep me out the loop
still dream, my crew
oh, you must be out the loop!
these n*ggas out the loop (praise!), leave n*ggas out the loop (praise!)
waiting on the check to clear, pull up without the roof (praise!)
came with my gal and my gang, can’t leave without the loot
these n*ggas out the loop, leave n*ggas out the loop (praise!)

[verse 2]
god body with a big g, i grew up on that pimp c
can’t naan one of y’all pimp me, i’m a man first, f*ck an mc
from the city of the candy coats, had to let them know it ain’t sh*t sweet
catch you lacking, sh*t gets deep when that slope slips, sh*t gets steep
that’s why i creep low, only with my mamacita and migos
‘cause i know the streets cold, see i’m from the nawf, any day you can see snow
i’m just trying to eat, they trying to compete, i’m only in search of the c*notes
said i’m trying to eat, you get in the way of my feast i’ma have to go beast mode

[chorus]
say word, what’s new?
oh, i must be out the loop
just talk, don’t do?
yeah, i must be out the loop
straight work, no room
say, that keep me out the loop
still dream, my crew
oh, you must be out the loop!
these n*ggas out the loop (praise!), leave n*ggas out the loop (praise!)
waiting on the check to clear, pull up without the roof (praise!)
came with my gun and my gang, can’t leave without the loot
these n*ggas out the loop, leave n*ggas out the loop
[bridge: girl & god body bingo]
it’s not you, it’s q
ay
we ain’t done with them
inwood to hollywood
rodeo to rodeo

[chorus]
hold up, wait a second, let me help you understand (ay)
still dream in the building, so it’s cloudy with a chance (ay)
rain on your parade, striking lightning on your plans (praise!)
q produced the thunder, and that motherf*cker jam

[verse 1]
sde my destiny, that’s part of who i am
through the thick and thin don’t nothing come before the fam
thumb through all the raps, i only gave the people facts
come and verify, you know exactly where i’m… wait
i’m in the 44 like jerry west in the logo, all black mafioso
hands clean, keep a low pro, name rings bells low key
high key, face good no id, i’m the boss, you gotta run it by me
and i wish a n*gga would try me like some chump
tell them n*ggas i ain’t faking no funk
sword on me like trunks, n*ggas know where i’m from
i ain’t trying to go dumb, but n*ggas ain’t playing me for no punk
paid dues, took lumps, now i’m finna show them folks how it’s done
in the wood i’m the one, handpicked i was chose
leave a hater out the loop, i bet you ain’t even know
i’ma tell you what to do, tag along before it grow
selling dreams for the low, brace yourself for the boom
bingo kilo, finna blow
[chorus]
hold up, wait a second, let me help you understand (on my mama, n*gga)
still dream in the building, so it’s cloudy with a chance (clouds all summer)
rain on your parade, striking lightning on your plans (praise!)
q produced the thunder, and that motherf*cker jam

- god body bingo lyrics

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