Out My Body

Lyrics

[E-40]
 Tennessee tighty, I went out my body
 Had a little too much to drink Almighty
 God can you show me some leeway
 I'm seein twos on the mutha fuckin fr, a freeway
 [B-Legit]
 I comin out the gate crooked and I'm loosey
 Got the tech and my deck and some mob music
 Hit the strip tryin to catch me a twenty doosey
 Drinkin bombay mixin it with orange juice
 [E-40]
 Twas the night before my rad had to turn himself in
 One or less more violation and he's lookin at ten
 So we gon live it up and act bad balls
 And party til the mutha fuckin wheels fall off
 [B-Legit]
 Hope those wheels ain't made of stone
 Five in the mornin and I still ain't home
 Man I'm tore like never before
 On the couch assed out with my eyes on low
 [E-40]
 Tonight we gon smoke.
 burrito size Taylors served with Vegas
 Like to drink beer with mashed potatoes
 Steak and chicken, eggs and grits
 Clicked out shit makes platinum hits
 [Chorus]
 [E-40]
 I don't really know why niggas made me go way out
 my body, way out, my body.
 I don't really care if the popoes stop and stare
 I'm way out, my body, way out, my body
 [E-40]
 A'ight B
 I heard the yak went quack, zob schilacked
 Multi-orgasms and the bitch collapsed
 [B-Legit]
 From the back I bash all night I last
 When I grab that ass long dick ya daz
 [E-40]
 A ruh uh ruh uh ran up on her, from Tacoma
 Man that bitch had miles on her
 [B-Legit]
 Fuckin wit a pimp bitch you ain't heard
 You can start me in the mornin with a bottle of 'birds
 Lick on the hip and watch the dickhead rise
 Up under your legs, in between your thighs
 [E-40]
 Long range pimpin, LRPs
 No high jeans no ticks and fleas
 [B-Legit]
 Wake me in the mornin cause at night I snores
 Alcohol comin all out my pores
 Four-door drivin and I'm fast asleep
 Bitch next to me in the passenger seat
 [Chorus]
 [E-40]
 Certified top hat, one of the truest
 Timin like my niggas up in east St. Louis
 [B-Legit]
 Jack be Daniels, Jack be swift
 My niggas in the H-Town smoke the spliffs
 [E-40]
 Juice and Vodka, the tower of power
 A plate of hot wings and some whiskey sour
 [B-Legit]
 I don't stop perkin keeps in goin
 A full house in my dank room blow air
 [E-40]
 Nigga disrespect don't let it slide
 Go get your entourage fool time to ride
 [B-Legit]
 I spots red lights and I'm loose and lick
 Open bottle and a gat in my glove compartment
 [E-40]
 Alcohol, tabacco and firearms
 But this time man it's a false alarm
 I really wish I took another route
 But I'm gone out my body way out
 [Chorus]
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:55
Key
2
Tempo
97 BPM

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