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check me out - t-moe lyrics

need my benjis by the bundle yeah
money calisthenics i ain’t even flex my muscle yet
wondering like stevie but like stevie you can’t see me yeah
still need you look at this you’ll miss it if you blinking player (my n*gga check me out)
yeah i’m on that demon time but i walk the straight and narrow
jeepers creepers through your speakers posted up like a scare crow
if we warring that brings joy to me keep that over there though
you see comp is not work for me i feel like i’m jack sparrow
aye whеre the love at
tеll me where ballers and the players and the thugs at
where all of the b*tches that love liquor and the drugs at
yeah know you see me ridin dirty like a mud flap yeah (need you to holla if you hear me)
i’m monumental believe me this drip require a squidgy
they hate it but want to be me need wishing wells or a genie
to make it happen i happen to make a movie in 3d
when i walk in a room you best pay attention to him

check me out
look at me
i need all of your attention eyes on me
where your focus i’m the only thing to see
my bravado through the roof
oh i really got the juice
check me out
look at me
i need all of your attention eyes on me
where your focus i’m the only thing to see
my bravado through the roof
yeah i really got the juice
check me out
need my franklins by duffel bag
all i know is adding what’s subtracting i ain’t good math
mills on my agenda but i sure ain’t took no cooking class
can’t see me like ray charles but i’m who you should be lookin at (my n*gga check me out)
im a myth until you come see me n0body else do it better(no)
fashionably late only means that you’re right on schedule
this ain’t checkers it’s chess you want diamonds apply the pressure
slow quit hiding around the corner step forward to see this spectacle
like who’s that peeking in my window
trying to bite what u hear mike tyson fighting
out of this world flow alien planet d*mnit
homie i’m not like them catch a n*gga riding in a big body slab
hogging the lane without a bikers license
who but me n*gga sounds so soulful don’t u agree? (yessir)
alright then. but your breed’s the type that’ll amp it up
your camp will front you never had a chance to stunt
the damage done i’m feeling like a man amongst little boys we ain’t fans of them
y’all trash like sanford son a little bland like sandra’s son
blank stares as i dead them all we ain’t threatening y’all
just prepared to brawl and ring back like the weddings off

- t moe lyrics

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