Take Em Out Lyrics & Tabs by Young Dro
Take Em Out
guitar chords lyrics
Bitch I'm in here like a burglary
Slicker than some turpentine
Iron chrome 9, make a nigga' bleed burgundy
I'm so well rounded fuck a square I sell circle keys,
Put me in the booth and I'll go off on a Fergie beat!
Ciroc Boy got these bitches drunk like they on Bourbon Street. 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
Get kilt and they killed, perfectly
I am dish detergent clean
Women's try to purchase me
Bitches suck in dick and swallow nut like it's shit 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 bitch 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 bitch practicing karma-sutra.
Imagine this I got my feet up on the metal of the Bugatti peddle
You should have known this shit is sour cause the whip Ameretto.
Come on'
Take these nigga's out! 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 shit to nigga's.
Snipers in Atlanta -UH
You hysterical, your terrible, mad cause I'm fucking with that hood bitch Erica.
I will dismantle every area, that you call a body part, the more the merrier
Cocked on ya boy scaring ya, house up out the water bitch you gotta take the ferry here
I am hurtin um I think they need medicare,.
Nigga, I am fucking your- bitch so you better care
What the fuck is the weather here
Nigga it's a parrot in the tree you will never hear.
Still riding with the sawed off, cocked back point blank range BOW call um off.
