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out of control - yung crusha lyrics

do you want the fendi or the prada?
do you want me i want your body uh
working on another f*cking project yuh
yea b*tch that’s him he a product uh
product of this life so i pour that up
you’re a fan of me, can you pour that up?
where i went wrong i don’t know that’s tuff
party for the two can you roll that skunk
work so hard give a f*ck about some luck
the way you move go and f*ck it up, girl
girl you fire me up

bad lil b*tch can you fire me up
when i come down need me vicodin uh
but for right now pour me henny, patron and a 4
get me lost til the sky is the floor
i need me everything out of control
i need some addy give f*ck bout the cost
i need some scottie your body my fixture my cardiac up girl you fire mе up
you can never find no one likе me
west side mind but he east always
old school brain, but the new school key
girl know you feeling me f*ck with a king
156 on the freeway
m5 life on the freeway
156 on the freeway
give you jet lag cause the jets on me
private b*tch i;m on a pj
show you this life yea im st**zy
king like the burger no bk
ride with the k like im bleeding
show you my room it’s my g*day
private b*tch im on a pj
show you this life yea im st**zy
king like the burger no bk
ride with the k like im bleeding
show you my room it’s my g*day
if you don’t show then i pour myself
did it myself, all by myself
if you don’t show then i pour myself
did it myself, all by myself
if you don’t show then i pour myself
did it myself, all by myself
if you don’t show then i pour myself
did it myself, yea all by myself

get*get*get*get back
shorty give ya whip*whip*whip*whip lash
get*get*get*get back
shorty give ya whip*whip*whip*whip lash
i’m a fire boi never on break all gas
used to always hide
now i’m high on stacks
i’m a fire boi never on breaks all gas
used to always hide
now i’m high on stacks

where’s my gat uh?
where’s my, yea
where’s my bag?
ran it up high, yea
where’s my gat uh?
where’s my, yea
where’s my bag?
ran it up high, yea
where’s my gat uh?
where’s my, yea
where’s my bag?
ran it up high, yea
where’s my gat uh?
where’s my, yea
where’s my bag?
ran it up high, yea
cross over ai
swear i’m in sp*ce my god
cross over ai
swear i’m in sp*ce my god

i need pace my god
i need bass my god
i need taste my god
cause i’m in sp*ce my god
i need pace my god
i need bass my god
i need taste my god
cause i’m in sp*ce my god

- yung crusha lyrics

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