Bring Em Out Lyrics - Clyde Carson

I won't deny it 

I'm a straight rider 

Baby, wanna fuck with me? 

On a late night, she just wanna creep 

On her boyfriend, she just wanna cheat 

Top down blunt lit, cup full 

Fast lane turn, got us and off the half 

Lane work. 

Doing money while she on stage 

They only know about cold lame champagne 

But we ain't at the club. Don't act right? 

Have to actin up. I'm in a muscle car 

Seven deuce cup, keep the trap tight 

Never loose enough, get shit done 

Call shots, something new about the car lot 

I type off, I get a hard time 

Pull up, the car stall 

All you see is, niggas having Uncle Whip shine 

Stuntin on these niggas 

Without tryin' 

Stuntin on these hoes 

They know I'm buying 

It's on me 

We ain't high 

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We bring 'em out 

High cause 

Champagne with hot broads 

We bring 'em out 

On call 

Ready to go, 

It won't stall 

Forget your heels 

And lean back 

Look, Liffie hot like a cage man 

She want the real, I want the cash 

She know the deal, don't get her past 

I smell like O.G. 

Sipping codein 

But I never slow it down 

Still going o.t. 

Doing hard in the game like it's post-season 

Ten chains on, no reason 

Club life, Thug life 

We brought the hoes out 

So get right 

Money fall a lot 

The car swipe 

Before this party 

Bitch, real life 

Club life 

Club life, Thug life 

We brought the hoes out 

So get right 

Money fall a lot 

The car swipe 

We hit the party 

Pull up all thieves 

Photos 

All you see is, niggas having Uncle Whip shine 

Stuntin on these niggas 

Without tryin' 

Stuntin on these hoes 

They know I'm buying 

It's on me 

We ain't high 

We bring 'em out 

High cause 

Champagne with hot broads 

We bring 'em out 

On call 

Ready to go, 

It won't stall