Take Em Out lyrics

b*tch I'm in here like a burglary
Slicker than some turpentine
Iron chrome 9 , make a n*gga' bleed burgundy
I'm so well rounded f*ck a square I sell circle keys
Put me in the booth and I'll go off on a Fergie beat!

Ciroc Boy got these b*tches drunk like they on Bourbon Street. x2

I represent Mechanicsville
What you know bout 30 deep
Fed's come in search n leave ,they punchin' me ,they searchin' me
Judge say I'm lyin' so he hit me with that perjury
Quater cut ;fur on me
Lion skin burban seats
My snappers are Irish
Get kilt and they killed , perfectly
I am dish detergent clean
Women's try to purchase me
b*tches suck in di*k and swallow nut like its sh*t a courtesy
Animal -all off- your face will get mulled off
Play with me in front of my dogs and they will get called off
This is unforgettable flow
See your b*tch in traffic and snatch her up cause she's a gettable ho
I'll shoot ya if you step on my future or you can catch me with your b*tch practicing karma-sutra
Imagine this I got my feet up on the metal of the Bugatti peddle
You should have known this sh*t is sour cause the whip Ameretto
Come on'

[HOOK]

Take these n*gga's out !(x4)

[Verse 2]

No replacing me -I'm here
Play with me catch you in a restaurant put a bomb in your case of your beer
In the forest chasing deers -riffle in my hand we'll turn this sh*t to n*gga's
Snipers in Atlanta --UH

You hysterical ,your terrible, mad cause I'm f*cking with that hood b*tch Erica
I will dismantle every area ,that you call a body part ,the more the merrier
c*cked on ya boy scaring ya, house up out the water b*tch you gotta take the ferry here
I am hurtin um I think they need medicare,.
n*gga ,I am f*cking your- b*tch so you better care
What the f*ck is the weather here
n*gga its a parrot in the tree you will never hear

Still riding with the sawed off, c*cked back point blank range BOW call um off

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