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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dee Jackson
Dee Jackson
Songwriter
Jonathan Commings
Jonathan Commings
Songwriter
William Gazelle Fields Jr.
William Gazelle Fields Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drum Dummie
Drum Dummie
Producer

Lyrics

Cool, hold on I been going dumb I need a tutor They only tough when they on they computer I bring it to your door like a recruiter Where you at, come outside Come get to know me spend some time I promise you it's gone be fine, form a line like Bum bum, bum bum Bum bum, bum bum It don't matter where you from Get out yo top, get out yo mind Drink some water, drink some wine Don't be scared come outside, form a line like Bum bum, bum bum Bum bum, bum bum It don't matter what you've done It go left foot bum bum Right foot (hmm hmm) Slide on anyone who try you wouldn't Gotta boss up on em Rick Ross keep pushing Creep up on em and surprise em when nobody looking It certain questions you should never ask me It just some things that I ain't finna say Just got a text say it's a building full but I'm still on the way Where you at, come outside Come get to know me spend some time I promise you it's gone be fine, form a line like Bum bum, bum bum Bum bum, bum bum It don't matter where you from Get out yo top, get out yo mind Drink some water, drink some wine Don't be scared come outside, form a line like Bum bum, bum bum Bum bum, bum bum It don't matter what you've done It go right foot, gone and let me in some I say what I like, they acting tough but they ain't scaring none I popped out tonite I thought somebody had done said some They saying I'm made I might start cleaning up the guest room Yea I got it made but I wasn't born with no silver spoon It's me and Aha so off the strength of him I blessed you My name is Dee Jack we haven't met I woulda remembered you Don't know what you've done but I can tell you what we finna do Ima cop me a flight and I'm out of here Know they judge me just like it's your honor here Counted me out and they thought I was out of here I used it as gas and turnt up another gear Put that b-i-g in front of Cujo whenever I'm mentioned it's end of the sentence I'm chillin by the water when I'm up in Florida how I'm balling I should go see the president At the lounge turning down the groupies They gone push up on ya racing scooters I'm paranoid I'm outside with the ruger Where you at, come outside Come get to know me spend some time I promise you it's gone be fine, form a line like Bum bum, bum bum Bum bum, bum bum It don't matter where you from Get out yo top, get out yo mind Drink some water, drink some wine Don't be scared come outside, form a line like Bum bum, bum bum Bum bum, bum bum It don't matter what you've done I been going dumb I need a tutor They only tough when they on they computer I bring it to your door like a recruiter
Writer(s): William Fields, Tevin Revells, John Cummings, Dee Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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