The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
I don't give a damn 'bout them hoes or them bitches you fucking,
I gives a damn about you nigga, all that shit that you talking;
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...) get out...
I could gives a damn 'bout what you sayin', cause bitch, I ain't playin';
It's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leavin' today...
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...)
Get yo' shit and get out, get yo' shit and get out.
I don't give a damn 'bout them hoes or them bitches you fucking;
I gives a damn about you nigga, or that shit that you talking,
So mothafuck what you're saying, cause bitch I ain't playin',
Cause it's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leaving today...
Oh yeah, I bet you know now I was the wrong bitch to play;
Time's up, mothafucka, cause I'm tired of your game...
Fuck you and your drama and your weak-ass mama;
Kick-rocks, pedal-pusher, get your shit and get out.
It's been a long ride, but yeah, nigga, I'm finally tired;
It took a long time, but yeah, nigga, I finally got it,
And all the hell you put me through, I guess I finally get it:
You wanna fuck these dirty hoes, you wanna trick with these bitches?
Well guess what, I quit it, I take all of your shit;
Broke-dick mothafucka, I'm tired of being your sucka,
You super-stupid-ass nigga, what that shit there be bout?
I'll tell you what you about to do: you get yo shit and get out!
I don't give a damn 'bout them hoes or them bitches you fucking,
I gives a damn about you nigga, all that shit that you talking;
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...) get out...
I could gives a damn 'bout what you sayin', cause bitch, I ain't playin';
It's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leavin' today...
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...)
Get yo' shit and get out, get yo' shit and get out.
Take the bus, or the plane, and be on your way;
Last call for alcohol, the last bell done rang,
The fat lady done sang, so grab all your thangs;
Your shit packed already, you can't state no claim...
No more snacks, mothafucka - I ain't cooking no mo'!
Pick up your brown doggy bag on the way out the door.
Cause you's a man-ho, and that's not what I need;
I need a king, fuck nigga, much respect to his queen...
You's a nasty mothafucka, tryna flex for these hoes
You clueless, silly mothafucka, how could you be so dumb?
How could you be so weak? How could you be so lame?
How could I ever fuck with you in the first damn place?
My bad, I was wrong, I should have known all along
That you could never be the one and this was never your home...
I can do bad on my own, you know it's already on;
You broke the last straw - ah nigga, poof and be gone...
I don't give a damn 'bout them hoes or them bitches you fucking,
I gives a damn about you nigga, all that shit that you talking;
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...) get out...
I could gives a damn 'bout what you sayin', cause bitch, I ain't playin';
It's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leavin' today...
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...)
Get yo' shit and get out, get yo' shit and get out.
I could gives a damn...
I could gives a damn... all that shit that you talking;
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...) get out...
I could gives a damn...
I could gives a damn...
I could gives a, I could gives a damn 'bout what you
sayin', cause bitch, I ain't playin';
It's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leavin' today...
I don't give a damn 'bout them hoes or them bitches you fucking,
I gives a damn about you nigga, all that shit that you talking;
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...) get out...
I could gives a damn 'bout what you sayin', cause bitch, I ain't playin';
It's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leavin' today...
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...)
Get yo' shit and get out, get yo' shit and get out.
I gives a damn about you nigga, all that shit that you talking;
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...) get out...
I could gives a damn 'bout what you sayin', cause bitch, I ain't playin';
It's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leavin' today...
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...)
Get yo' shit and get out, get yo' shit and get out.
I don't give a damn 'bout them hoes or them bitches you fucking;
I gives a damn about you nigga, or that shit that you talking,
So mothafuck what you're saying, cause bitch I ain't playin',
Cause it's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leaving today...
Oh yeah, I bet you know now I was the wrong bitch to play;
Time's up, mothafucka, cause I'm tired of your game...
Fuck you and your drama and your weak-ass mama;
Kick-rocks, pedal-pusher, get your shit and get out.
It's been a long ride, but yeah, nigga, I'm finally tired;
It took a long time, but yeah, nigga, I finally got it,
And all the hell you put me through, I guess I finally get it:
You wanna fuck these dirty hoes, you wanna trick with these bitches?
Well guess what, I quit it, I take all of your shit;
Broke-dick mothafucka, I'm tired of being your sucka,
You super-stupid-ass nigga, what that shit there be bout?
I'll tell you what you about to do: you get yo shit and get out!
I don't give a damn 'bout them hoes or them bitches you fucking,
I gives a damn about you nigga, all that shit that you talking;
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...) get out...
I could gives a damn 'bout what you sayin', cause bitch, I ain't playin';
It's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leavin' today...
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...)
Get yo' shit and get out, get yo' shit and get out.
Take the bus, or the plane, and be on your way;
Last call for alcohol, the last bell done rang,
The fat lady done sang, so grab all your thangs;
Your shit packed already, you can't state no claim...
No more snacks, mothafucka - I ain't cooking no mo'!
Pick up your brown doggy bag on the way out the door.
Cause you's a man-ho, and that's not what I need;
I need a king, fuck nigga, much respect to his queen...
You's a nasty mothafucka, tryna flex for these hoes
You clueless, silly mothafucka, how could you be so dumb?
How could you be so weak? How could you be so lame?
How could I ever fuck with you in the first damn place?
My bad, I was wrong, I should have known all along
That you could never be the one and this was never your home...
I can do bad on my own, you know it's already on;
You broke the last straw - ah nigga, poof and be gone...
I don't give a damn 'bout them hoes or them bitches you fucking,
I gives a damn about you nigga, all that shit that you talking;
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...) get out...
I could gives a damn 'bout what you sayin', cause bitch, I ain't playin';
It's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leavin' today...
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...)
Get yo' shit and get out, get yo' shit and get out.
I could gives a damn...
I could gives a damn... all that shit that you talking;
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...) get out...
I could gives a damn...
I could gives a damn...
I could gives a, I could gives a damn 'bout what you
sayin', cause bitch, I ain't playin';
It's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leavin' today...
I don't give a damn 'bout them hoes or them bitches you fucking,
I gives a damn about you nigga, all that shit that you talking;
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...) get out...
I could gives a damn 'bout what you sayin', cause bitch, I ain't playin';
It's a wrap, mothafucka, yes, you're leavin' today...
Just get out... (get out..
.) get out... (get out...) get out... (get out...)
Get yo' shit and get out, get yo' shit and get out.
Lyrics submitted by Iantuition
Get Out Lyrics as written by Unknown Writer Khia Shamone Chambers
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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