Bring 'em Out Lyrics - Singles - Bodega Bamz

Tour bus looking like a brothel 

Catching more bodies than hostel 

Flatbush Zombies put money in my pocket 

If it's war against them I'ma pop 

Word like a pastor 

Kid from the ghetto listenin' to heavy metal, Rock rolled in my sock 

Ain't never been afraid renegade got bars like mess halls 

Locked 3 mils in the? Nigga what? 

Pussy at noon got me feeling brand new 

When the sun come down I'm leaving 

Fuck I look like? A fool? 

Throwing shade like cool bitch don't wake me up I'm dreamin' 

Puff puff pass that's old school 

I'm getting yesterdays paper that's old you 

The way I'm programmed I never hold hands 

Straight business, first class, never the coach 

I'ma handle the game the way I handle the coat 

Hand to hand on instagram, picture the post 

Nigga picture me broke, I got a picture of henny 

I know my liver be ready for adios? 

I'm a shore thing I don't coast call 

I mean we all kings but theres one god 

There's one Allah, there's one Jah Bless 

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Bring em out, bring em out 

Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out 

Lyin' ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Now I pose for pictures, Can't fuck with you be more specific 

Toss me light when you beg forgiveness 

I didn't like your vibe so I kept my distance 

Niggas do it all for the paper 

Institution was made then strewn to little girls and boys 

But now "the world is yours", my nigga please 

I done gross over a hundred G's 

That's a lot of of money still I'm screamin' "Fuck the police!" 

In my motions I can't pretend that I'm different than you 

But nigga listen then pay attention when I make a move 

Vision blurred, I don't see no deterrence 

But seeing the same niggas then saying the same words? Puffin' the same flavor 

My niggas is Tan Boys original delegators 

We ripping the floor panel then? 

With a matter of force we go and handle you boys 

We only? 

Photos 

Nobody ever gave a fuck about us, You never believed 

Can't believe they fucking doubted, now they can see 

Child of the corn, Darko, freak off the leash, rather unique who art thou Van Gogh, Randy Savage on beats,? 

Pitbull, if you break in my house he bark wild fuck you talkin' bout?! 

Lil nigga I spark proud, pop a band, throw up bread, you should learned it by now, make 'em say, "ugh" 

Then??? 

Then it's get to steppin', I'm kickin' pamela out (get to steppin!) 

That tommy hold a lot of slugs might be a hundred rounds 

Them flatbush niggas a shmurda ya, rusty tre pounds 

Shoot you an throw it in the air, like a cap and gown 

I demand the throne and the crown, tell 'em I want it now(Ha!) 

Hair swingin' when i'm shootin' like O-Dog in that movie 

Zombie gang fully lucid, Bathing Ape, fully draped?????, knuckle it behind bars like a prisoner in cage 

Johnny cage, black shades, hit off half yo face 

My orange box cutter make the world rotate 

My orange box cutter make the world rotate 

I need a honor roll for this shit, I need a honor roll for this shit 

Thank the lawd it's lit, thank the lawd it's lit???????????????????????????????????????????? 

Flatbush, Tan Boy stylin' 

All my niggas get lit like a chalice, all my niggas get lit like a chalice 

Cookies in my blunt, Liquor in my gut,? you niggas up 

I'm on top of the world like Randy says 

So high, so high like East L.A 

Feelin' unstoppable every bone and my particles? 

And they said it's impossible for a black young man to kill this shit 

For a tan young man to kill this shit 

So, more or less I do my thing do my thing 

No stress, smoke green,?... 

Bring em out, bring em out 

Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out 

Lyin' ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out 

Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out 

Bring em out, bring em out 

Where the hoes, where the hoes? 

Bring em out, bring em out