Bring Um Out lyrics

[Intro]
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[Chorus: J. Stalin]
Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out
(You) You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)

[Verse 1: J. Stalin]
b*tch, I get the party started
Same routine, n*gga, every night
Get the bottles, get the weed, all night flight
Nothing but this gangsta sh*t going on
Bad b*tchеs in the room, they ain't going home
Wе all on
You can think my b*tch mind it
I don't f*ck with the suckers, that not my type of party
Real n*gga looking for a all-night shawty
You can check My Ghetto Report Card, E-40
West sober, real n*gga resume
The realest n*gga to do it and never get way
Only n*gga [?] through the whole drought
It come to stylen, my n*gga, I bring the b*tches out
Where the party at? Get it crackin' in her mouth
One big room, full of rich n*ggas
Lotta bad b*tches, and weed and mo' liquor
[Chorus: J. Stalin]
Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out (Ow!)
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out (oo)
You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)

[Verse 2: E-40]
Bad batches, I like 'em, I wanna pipe 'em
Ugly batches, they mad, they wanna fight 'em
I ain't tryna be an item, I'm just tryna get behind 'em
Hit it from the back, give her wood like a lumberjack
I got my weed and my money, my alcohol in my bottle
Beat a buster up, give him a three piece combo
It's money on mind, this hustler stay on the grind
A playa mackin' and stackin', getting bread, f*ck a b*tch
Give me head, ho, aw yeah
She wanna sit on my lap, think I'm a chair
Take it there, no underwear, remy weave hair
Crevice so good, might wanna go in bare
Got my hands in everything, what you thinkin'?
Better not find out a sucka skank
I'm up to date with the fiends and the homeless people be talkin'
I listen to 'em, don't wanna get outlined in chalk
(b*tch!)
[Chorus]
Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out (Ow!)
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out (oo)
You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)

[Verse 3: Rod]
5:00 in the morning, I be still woke
Geeked up, these b*tches saying I'm on coke
I'm off smoke, I could walk a tightrope
In the club, fresher than a Newport
Yeah the girl scout cookie, that's the weed, ho
For the right price, I can get you a nice cone
You don't understand, I party all night long
High as f*ck, I be listenin' to the same song
Repeat, on my A-D-P sh*t
I just wanna f*ck, smoke a lil' tree sh*t
Can't blame me for being me sh*t
Slide through with something foreign, like some chopsticks
Dang, I think my mama ain't gon' like this
Girl, you look good, like some [?] with some Sunkist
I ain't tryna be greety, sh*t, I just need one b*tch
I ain't tryna be greety, sh*t, I just need one b*tch
[Chorus: J. Stalin]
Got my weed and my money, so you know I'm 'bout to show out (Ow!)
Watch she choose up when I pull up, 'cause you know I bring 'em all out (oo)
You been messing with them lames, yeah (Lames, yeah)
And you looking for a change, yeah (Change, yeah)
Girl, you rolling with the gang, yeah (Gang, yeah)
It'll never be the same, yeah (Same, yeah)

[Outro]
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