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out west.3mx - ​marriii3x lyrics

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[verse 1]
(uh, here we go)
since a young n*gga, b*tch i been like that
i’m out the backpack with it
no i can’t backtrack with it, yeah
i’m making the play, break off the sack, quarterback
a marriii d*ckshake, think she ordered that
yeah, she gone record it back
yeah, she gone come back for more
don’t double back brodie, she a wh0re
i ain’t even do a dribble move, what you reach for?
n*ggas do a whole lotta stupid, needa’ teach more
know i start the waves, so i gotta hit the beach more
fire on the stove, cooking up what you need
boolin’ with the birds, chillin’ in the trees
h*lla’ anti, so i try to do my deeds
whip it out and she thought i said freeze
[break]
hahahahaha
you get it? (you ready?)
that hoe nine, that b*tch a 9 (you ready?)

[verse 2]
yea
marriii*boosie wipe me down (just like that)
she say, “that’s a nine? hope that b*tch don’t bust my spine oh!”
saved by the bell like i’m zack (zack)
i can’t f*ck her for too long, ‘cause i might get attached (nooo)
but it’s good might get you a lil’ telfar bag (yeah)
“you gone do me like that, how you dare fall back?” (yeah)
i ain’t amanda bynes, i ain’t there for all that (all that)
i ain’t playin’ with these hoes, b*tch i’m playin’ with these racks
(gimme’ dat)
go
(tre, go, tre, go, tre, yeah)
she said, “professor 3x can you please teach?”
(please teach)
she say, “who you feasting on if it ain’t me?”
(uh) (yeah)
make deposits to the mat, keep it clean (ah)
keep it playa’ if you know what i mean (let’s go)
she don’t play, she just like it on the team (uh)
young n*gga wildin’, i was tight with the dean (yea)
tryna put this sh*t together, i was fighting with the seams (yessir)
‘cause this sh*t ain’t what it seem, yeah (we straight)
sh*t ain’t what it seem (h*ll na)
make it clear when i say (ya)
i speak out my mind
and you feel what you may (ya)
me and bro was steady slidin’ in the beamer (skrrr)
and you know we poured two cups up
at a young age learned, all these hoes sl*ts (ew)
at a young age learned, trust in my gut
at a young age learned to stop give a f*ck
at a young age learned to not give it up (b*tch)
green bean go far where you gone run?
hit ya’ in the back, and go right through your lungs
watch a big nose n*gga steal ya’ hoe like mung
hit a n*gga with a fu, fu, fu, no kung (whowaaa)
put it in her back, turn her to a track star
do this sh*t for fun, you know where i’m from, do my own stunts
lost boy marriii, but i still like the sun
ain’t playing with you n*ggas, go play with yo’ son, herbo
flippin’ them p’s at a turbo
and my mood stay flippin’ i’m a virgo
bang it out west (throw it up)
she shake it out west (ha ha)
i see through these n*ggas like mesh (uh huh)
don’t question me, you not a test (no)
n*gga blow ya’ head off, give a f*ck that best (fraaa)
and when i look up i be thinking ‘bout less
suck my d*ck, i ain’t playing no chess
and she my lil’ maid, she gone clean up this mess (uh)
remember back then look at hoes from the jets
now i’m tryna’ hit the same hoes from the jets
these b*tches want nike’s, they lookin’ for a check
mines only look for respect
she runnin’ that mouth, better give up that neck
i start grippin’ down south, she like “daddy what’s next?”
(come here) (gimme’ dat)
that p*ssy got me perplexed
i wish that i brought my life vest, yeah
(tre)

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