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Don Toliver ft. Cardo, Baby Keem – OUTERSPACE Lyrics

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[Part I]

[Intro: Cardo]

This the 7-1-3 motherfuckin’ Don T

Ayy, this your boy, Cardo, man

Me and Keem just touched down in H-Town

Know what I’m talkin’ ’bout?

Ayy, man, come pick us up in one of them slayers, you know what I’m sayin’?

One of them shits with the elbows hangin’ out

Ayy, tap in

[Verse 1: Baby Keem]

I say what’s up man? It’s Booman, I’m back again

Let your friends know, can you braid my hair like Iverson’s?

I’m just playin’, woah, I got movie ho, top actress on the channel

Most of my hoes know how to play the piano

Bitch, I’m movin’ stealth, just ask yourself, have you seen me?

“He got two hoes, oh shit, he’s Baby Keem”

You went too long, and you know it’s time to see me

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In and out the state, yeah, this shit up for take, yeah

You mistreat the ho, make her feel out of place, yeah

That’s a big mistake, I cannot relate, huh

Me and my girl movin’ at a pace, hmm

If that shit movin’ too fast, I hit the brakes

[Verse 2: Don Toliver]

I say, “What’s up, ho?” It’s boolin’, I’m back again

Tell your friend, ho, I can see the money through the lens

I’m just sayin’, though

No more baby really top ten, used to hop out the Benz

Cover that cash ’til the thought I spin (Uh huh)

’82 Rolls (Yeah yeah), ’21 wings (Yeah yeah)

I’ma let you go in peace, but I see it how it seem

Baby, keep on callin’, how it controllin’ me

But I workin’ in a line, only way to try

I cannot decide, middle of July

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[Part II]

[Intro: Don Toliver]

Oh, oh-oh

Oh-yeah, yeah-yeah

Ooh-ooh

Ooh

[Verse 1: Don Toliver]

Ten toes down, and I’m schemin’ and shit

Eviction notice, lil’ bih, get off my penis and shit, yeah

I’m the type to talk about my demons and shit

Tennis chains on, feelin’ like Serena and shit

I got stripes, I got rank

I want run down on a opp, I caught a flame (Flame)

‘Member when I copped that chopper

Nigga, now, I’m shootin’, nah, these ain’t blanks (Gah gah gah)

I been movin’ in silence (Yeah), I’m known to keep it private

I condone the violence (Yeah), play with me, I’m slidin’

I’m still not dead, I’m spinnin’ for ya (Still not dead, I’m spinnin’ for ya)

When I want you back, but I can’t employ ya (Want you back, yeah)

Gotta keep that strap like a militant soldier (Gotta keep that strap with a militant)

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And you smokin’ that dope, right there, I sold ya

I thought I told ya (Ooh ooh)

[Verse 2: Baby Keem]

I gotta run through the fire, I need a ho like Mariah

I wanna swerve with the tire, I make the family retire

I gotta see the hope, be the way

I gotta feed the folks where I lay

I gotta show the light to the weak

Dodgin’ the fake woke in L.A.


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