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Lyrics For Outside By Nasty C Ft Tellaman

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Chorus]
Money change colour like skittles
Get all type of cheese up
Get my drip on, everything I put on it all white like Beatles
Take it outside, take it outside then fight my demons
Walking on ice, walking on water I feel like Jesus

Money change colour like skittles
Get all type of cheese up
Get my drip on, everything I put on it all white like Beatles
Take it outside, take it outside then fight my demons
Walking on ice, walking on water I feel like Jesus

[Verse 1: ]
Fresh I’m bout to get up
Cut throat heart turned cold like jello
I’m harder than metal
Bought my bitch new stilettos yellow
Padded to the middle, the coupe got wings I’m flyer than [?]
Since my first demo
I’ve been making sure all of my dogs got kennels
Put the city on my back little nigga I did that
If I bust a nut around your hoe my kids would get kidnapped
I left home around 18 I had to risk that
Hakuna Matata now both my parents can kick back

[Verse 2: HANNA]
Business is booming
They [?] by the door, they hear the music
All of a sudden they switching the love
I can see what you doing
Listen it’s calm, I am just here for the bag and I’m gone
But if you wanna start some shit then it’s on
Just know I’ma bring the win home like Lebron
Hanna on beats, I’m a different breed
Tell your favourite rapper I’m coming to eat
Gimme the bag look I come alive for the cheese
Fuck it I’m breaking the peace
Black and lyrical I leave ‘em deceased, dead
Watch how I’m setting the scene, geared
All my niggas on the screen, red
Durag you know what I mean, yeah

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[Chorus]
Money change colour like skittles
Get all type of cheese up
Get my drip on, everything I put on it all white like Beatles
Take it outside, take it outside then fight my demons
Walking on ice, walking on water I feel like Jesus

Money change colour like skittles
Get all type of cheese up
Get my drip on, everything I put on it all white like Beatles
Take it outside, take it outside then fight my demons
Walking on ice, walking on water I feel like Jesus

[Verse: ]
Stuck in my ways can’t change the route
Make money moves, don’t make a sound
All the way I’m straight from the south
If a nigga talk she beat him down
(beat him up, beat him up)
We don’t talk a lot oh yeah
Shine like the rock oh yeah
Mouth like a Glock oh yeah
When I’m on the mic oh yeah
Haters don’t like it yeah
Girls go dummy yeah
Take her down rugby yeah
Beat it up rocky yeah
Eh, eh eh
Earrings yeah, African earrings
Yeah bitch hot like riri yeah yeah
Wanna make you [?] yeah
None of my bi’dness yeah yeah gimme a minute
Two [?] I’m in it yeah, ok I’m finished yeah

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[Verse 3: Deekay Didit]
Well well, pretty nigga I’m a heavy nigga I’m swell
Had to kill a bitter nigga now they can’t tell, yuh
I’ve been around a little, but they never wanna fuck with the god [?]
Coming low, I should’ve made the minute I came out
The minute I show up, I’m ready to go out
[?]
I came hot out like potion
Hold em, I get em all rapping again
I’ve been a minister
Who the one who really did it and put in the work
But not really getting my dividends fuck it [?]
[?]
Not looking for your pity pity man
(ew)

[Chorus]
Money change colour like skittles
Get all type of cheese up
Get my drip on, everything I put on it all white like Beatles
Take it outside, take it outside then fight my demons
Walking on ice, walking on water I feel like Jesus

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Money change colour like skittles
Get all type of cheese up
Get my drip on, everything I put on it all white like Beatles
Take it outside, take it outside then fight my demons
Walking on ice, walking on water I feel like Jesus

[Verse: ]
Stuck in my ways can’t change the route
Make money moves, don’t make a sound
All the way I’m straight from the south
If a nigga talk she beat him down
(beat him up, beat him up)
We don’t talk a lot oh yeah
Shine like the rock oh yeah
Mouth like a Glock oh yeah
When I’m on the mic oh yeah
Haters don’t like it yeah
Girls go dummy yeah
Take her down rugby yeah
Beat it up rocky yeah
Eh, eh eh
Earrings yeah, African earrings
Yeah bitch hot like riri yeah yeah
Wanna make you [?] yeah
None of my bi’dness yeah yeah gimme a minute
Two [?] I’m in it yeah, ok I’m finished yeah

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