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Out the Country (feat. Marauak) Video (MV)






GT - Out the Country (feat. Marauak) Lyrics




Yo! Pablo
Oye Glenn Estoy aqui morning
En el aeropurto privado ma nigga tirate paca
Que vamo buscarno una funda que venimo patra
De una vez ello no Saben en que se metieron

Straight Lace

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' up nothing but fifties and hundreds
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' them Tubman's and fifties and hundreds
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

Got my niggas ridin foreign, better know that
We don't be talkin', just show them
They ain't bout nothing, we know it
I'm runnin' up and they know it
Whip it till I get that potion
Lame nigga, I just ignore ya
Slick bitches, yeah I just ignore ya
Getting' it all and they just wanna know ya

Bout to run it up in a major way
Top 5, Steve Jack, Hall of Fame
Give me my green, yeah I need it
Give me my green yeah I need it
Get your passport, You come see me
Sneak dissin', just watch me on TV
We are them niggas, we show that
We rare like diamonds, we gettin' it, regardless, I'm livin it

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' up nothing but fifties and hundreds
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' them Tubman's and fifties and hundreds
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

Hey Glenn
Next stop, Brazil
Where the weathers always hot
People love the Mary Jane
First thing you do
When you get off the plane
Put your head together you don't wanna go insane
It's the city of angels is the city of God
Is the city of angels and the city of life
Could be the Paradise
Is it heaven or hell
The most beautiful days
The most beautiful girls
Where the party starts
Carry in the night
We gonna carry on until the sun is bright
That's how the days go on
That's how we survive
We pray to Jah; we stay alive
To celebrate our lives
To celebrate our lives
To celebrate our lives
To celebrate

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' up nothing but fifties and hundreds
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' them Tubman's and fifties and hundreds
(Cash)
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' them Tubman's and fifties and hundreds
(Cash)
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

I hope you enjoyed that ride
And welcome to the 'A'
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Yo! Pablo
Oye Glenn Estoy aqui morning
En el aeropurto privado ma nigga tirate paca
Que vamo buscarno una funda que venimo patra
De una vez ello no Saben en que se metieron

Straight Lace

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' up nothing but fifties and hundreds
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' them Tubman's and fifties and hundreds
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

Got my niggas ridin foreign, better know that
We don't be talkin', just show them
They ain't bout nothing, we know it
I'm runnin' up and they know it
Whip it till I get that potion
Lame nigga, I just ignore ya
Slick bitches, yeah I just ignore ya
Getting' it all and they just wanna know ya

Bout to run it up in a major way
Top 5, Steve Jack, Hall of Fame
Give me my green, yeah I need it
Give me my green yeah I need it
Get your passport, You come see me
Sneak dissin', just watch me on TV
We are them niggas, we show that
We rare like diamonds, we gettin' it, regardless, I'm livin it

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' up nothing but fifties and hundreds
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' them Tubman's and fifties and hundreds
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

Hey Glenn
Next stop, Brazil
Where the weathers always hot
People love the Mary Jane
First thing you do
When you get off the plane
Put your head together you don't wanna go insane
It's the city of angels is the city of God
Is the city of angels and the city of life
Could be the Paradise
Is it heaven or hell
The most beautiful days
The most beautiful girls
Where the party starts
Carry in the night
We gonna carry on until the sun is bright
That's how the days go on
That's how we survive
We pray to Jah; we stay alive
To celebrate our lives
To celebrate our lives
To celebrate our lives
To celebrate

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' up nothing but fifties and hundreds
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' them Tubman's and fifties and hundreds
(Cash)
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money
Stackin' them Tubman's and fifties and hundreds
(Cash)
Nigga, we on it. We on it, we on it
Flyin' out the country, get straight to the money

I hope you enjoyed that ride
And welcome to the 'A'
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Writer: Mario Gomes, Tony Thomas Jr
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