"Get Out (ft. Slim Of 112)" as written by Jamaal Barrow, Jeremy A. Graham, Kenneth Gamble and Leon A. Huff....
Yeah, yeah
This ones for my Brooklyn playboys
This ones for my L.A. playboys
This ones for my Chi-town playboys
ATL, down south
NC, SC
Where you be?
Come on, just play it with me

When it come to hoes, we don't love not one
Fucking a friend ain't no option, its a must
? stop cumming, fuck I gotta have two not one
She know a freaky nigga like me
Get her wet then I'm out like strike three
No doubt, make her girlfriend eat her out
After we fuck then the exit beat her out
Believe me, we don't love them hoes
Break out, after we dug them hoes
You want to stay bitch, what you talking 'bout?
Get your shoes on, and start walking on

[Chorus]
Get out, I don't want to hug you
Get out, bitch I don't love you
Get out, what you talkin 'bout
Get your shoes on and start walking

You know you hitting, you got me licking the hole
Before I'm sticking the hole up in my face
In the place most niggas don't see love ? baby
I'm about to O.D. cocaine pussy
One stroke be a whole ki'
You're feminine, hood from heaven an'
I'll do anything, orals to S and M
Keep you satisfied, back certified
Come and take a ride, I'll be your great adventure
Tell ya friends I bent you, who sent you?
Must of been God, my bedroom angel taken
Loving the curves as you purr while I'm stroking
Grabbing ya hair, don't you dare shed a tear
You a good girl, don't cry
Shake that thing that I give
Throw ya back as I dig
Like a broke mattress you had me sprung out
But ain't nothing changed you got to get out

[Chorus]

To all my niggas that know what I mean
When you fuck a bitch good she don't want to leave
I go through this all the time
Bitch act like she don't see the exit sign
Start crying, how much she love Shyne
That's the same thing she told my man Brian
What the fuck, she think I'm stupid?
Don't know my ? blood is deeply rooted
Inherited, that be my heritage
That I don't give a fuck about bitch fetishes
So when we fuck and its over
Throw ya pocketbook on ya shoulder
Put your shoes on and hit the road
I'll kick ya last name once, bitch and roll

[Chorus: x2]


Lyrics submitted by baby_koochie

"Get Out" as written by Leon Huff Kenny Gamble

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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