OBIE TRICE LYRICS
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"Out Of State"
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[Verse 1:]
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Roll out, straight to the ATL
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Coming from the DET gotta bail
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Gotta get mail in adbundance
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Stat watch that yay on the oven
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Nigga this hustlin'
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Had enough gettin' nothing
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Cooped in the ??? ???
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Gotta get accustomed
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So I push that dust, that's me crushin'
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Push that new stank ugly,
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Snowflakes in the hood like flurries,
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Nigga so urgently, gotta earn that cheese, affirmatively,
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The firm with me gotta, turn the keys of a 64 fever,
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So eager, go re-up, get cheese on the old school beeper,
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No two-ways, no feds, only way a nigga get head get bread,
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Stay low-pro, no po-po, no hoes in the spot where the dope grow
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[Bridge:]
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We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes,
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Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state!
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Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up!
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[Verse 2:]
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Dippin' now, in the CAL, get Dre on the phone,
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Gotta put that fluff on hold, homegrown, holmes know,
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Bubonic chronic gots to move on it soon as possible
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Honest, U-Hauls, movin' by two anonymous drivers
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Reclinin', just a couple of folks reload from the West to the East coast,
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Gotta get that dough, flip them bows, get back to the 'Mo like pronto
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With guacemole, niggaz can't grow these, got it where they make nacho,
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Not so? Taste that, wipe the Ajax off that plastic wrap,
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Look at him now, his eyes saggin' like my Dickie khaks,
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In fact nigga cheef on that, please believe I gotta get them stacks
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[Bridge:]
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We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes,
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Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state!
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Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up!
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[Verse 3:]
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Haters, faders know, Detroit flavor gators bankroll,
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You can never trust them stank hoes, Minnesota got that stroleon(?), troleum
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On that rack, gotta flip them O's like that, get that dough right back
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Gotta make sure niggaz intact
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Strapped, niggaz get mad,
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Gotta have witchu, Gat
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Gotta put them boys in bags, make noise,
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Niggaz know you ain't havin' that
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Gotta have that, gettin' ass since,
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Where the math at? Nigga pass that
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No average, pure, what do you think a nigga down here for?
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Get more, gotta push them Bentley Azures,
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Niggaz on empty, gotta get it up plenty, niggaz know wit' me
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[Bridge:]
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We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes,
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Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state!
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Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up!
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Out of State
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