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GTFOH

from #TBT by Filthy McDugal

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lyrics

CHORUS

.........
Yo get the fuck outta here
Don't nobody got time
For that dumb shit
You be saying
............
Yo what is you talking bout yo
Get the fuck outta here

Yo you done
For the day
Yo just stop yo
No.......
Get the fuck outta here
Yo I can't with you son
Nah.......go head
........

VERSE 1

Boss hog boy raw dogging
Humping and whoring
Get hauled off to court
Cause broads be wanting support
The talk hard false God
Guy worshiping Prada
Falling short on his mortgage
Cause he crooking and conning
Wanna bargain at the mall
Tucking garments in his parkas
Trying hard to go and hawk em
Swap em at the Slawson market
Nightly marathons in Jordans
Claim he holdin down da corners
Pouring out some Captain Morgans
For his partners that have fallen
He's a goner if he doesn't
Set priorities in order
Sorta eating on da run and
Son has got some open warrants
Baby moms got her palms raw
Crawling on all fours
Trying to save for bond
Fornication wit foreigners
Never paid the cost
Just wanted to be the boss
She's giving him her all
And yet he still wants more
The young buck stayed in a rut
So she had to go
Won't hold a job or a girl
But claim he bout his dough(doe)

CHORUS

.........
Yo get the fuck outta here
Don't nobody got time
For that dumb shit
You be saying
............
Yo what is you talking bout yo
Get the fuck outta here

Yo you done
For the day
Yo just stop yo
No.......
Get the fuck outta here
Yo I can't with you son
Nah.......go head
Get the fuck outta here step bitch

VERSE 2

Rowdy dry fire riff raff
Fronting bout your click blast
Splashing in the shallows
If it's deep then you dip dash
Quick fast
Cause there's no lifeguard
Just an example of when
Keeping it real goes wrong
You a tough talking typist
Tucked tight on the Tube
Crippled of your confidence
If not concealed by computers
Talking stupid in booth
You a shooter and you ruthless
Till a real G check you
And he make you have to prove it
You a cheetah and you lion
That you been in a cage
You domesticated
Only acting wild on the stage
I see why inside cats
Be getting hit by strays
You faking two fingers pointed
Thumb up hand shaky
Like you just came from rehab
And relapsed that's Shady
Go wine in the house
Cause you got no Aim me (Amy)
A Filthy emcee
Do Gs all the same
Keep acting like it's a game
That's why you keep getting played

CHORUS

.........
Yo get the fuck outta here
Don't nobody got time
For that dumb shit
You be saying
............
Yo what is you talking bout yo
Get the fuck outta here
Yo you done
For the day
Yo just stop yo
No.......
Get the fuck outta here
Yo I can't with you son
Nah.......go head
Get the fuck outta here step bitch

VERSE 3

Gorilla Glue got guys gassed
Going to get gory graphic
(Get.....................(Ahhh))
All you doing is acting
Trained them to tell those tall tales
Triumph to tragic
(Get the..........................)
That shit ain't happen
Fronting for fan followers
Feinding for fake fabric
(Get the fuck.........................)
Ain't you supposed to be rapping not
Obeying other's orders
Over owning organic
(Get the fuck outta.........)
Man just stop your babbling
Hands holding hanging heads
Having heinous habits
(Get the fuck outta here)
With all that madness
People stuck on stupid
Too busy grandstanding
To realize what matters
Till them smiles turns to sadness
Nobody gone
Give a fuck about you
Unless you demand it
And do the same too
Reality TV so
Got people confused
The fact is you're fictional
And they scripted your truth

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from #TBT, released April 30, 2020

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