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Outta My Pocket Video (MV)




Performed By: SANDZ
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: Sandile Mncwabe, Gabriel Pears
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SANDZ - Outta My Pocket Lyrics
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I'll probably get rich and still live like I'm broke, homie nobody tell me I'm ballin'
I won't even speak on it, too busy stacking my Rand and converting my dollars
The world wanna keep my people down, f*ck it we're still getting money regardless
I'm blacker than Malcolm, I tell my exes "get your hand outta my pocket"
Better be watching the way that you talk to me, I do not listen to nonsense
Stay in your lane, I been running the game and it don't even feel like I'm walking
You make your list and you're checking it twice, I'm just throwing my cheque in the boxes
I put my mind to this shit, if I said that I want it I'll get it, I got it
I'll probably get rich and still live like I'm broke, homie nobody tell me I'm ballin'
I won't even speak on it, too busy stacking my Rand and converting my dollars
The world wanna keep my people down, f*ck it we're still getting money regardless
I'm blacker than Malcolm, I tell my exes "get your hand outta my pocket"
Why would they say that I'm killing the game and I ain't even started?
I'm running laps round you niggas, they tell me I ain't even looking exhausted
I keep it all in the family, got dick for your wifey and some for your daughter
We f*ck up the telly so bad and they tell me I ain't getting back my deposit
She got my name in her mouth but i never been one for the gossip
I can't even trip bout a bitch, what's her name? I already forgot it
I be with cougars and I sleep in pussy, that shit is the kitty's pyjamas
I ain't no snitch but if you little niggas act up I'll be telling your mama
Don't get me started, all of these artists like "SANDZ you a problem"
I want a Hellcat, I'm raising hell and you niggas all dodgy like Chargers
I roll with a yellowbone Zulu goddess and God is that girl looking flawless
Get you somebody who know to do both, how she hop out her heels and she jump in some Jordans
She do what she want cause she poppin'
Do what you want when you poppin'
I seen that you whipping that Audi
I came to collect like an audit
Say my name and put them capitals on it
If you want it, gotta think like you already own it
I put my mind to this shit, if I said that I want it I'll get it, I got it
I'll probably get rich and still live like I'm broke, homie nobody tell me I'm ballin'
I won't even speak on it, too busy stacking my Rand and converting my dollars
The world wanna keep my people down, f*ck it we're still getting money regardless
I'm blacker than Malcolm, I tell my exes "get your hand outta my pocket"
The world wanna keep my people down, f*ck it we're still getting money regardless
I'm blacker than Malcolm, I tell my exes "get your hand outta my pocket"
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English

I'll probably get rich and still live like I'm broke, homie nobody tell me I'm ballin'
I won't even speak on it, too busy stacking my Rand and converting my dollars
The world wanna keep my people down, f*ck it we're still getting money regardless
I'm blacker than Malcolm, I tell my exes "get your hand outta my pocket"
Better be watching the way that you talk to me, I do not listen to nonsense
Stay in your lane, I been running the game and it don't even feel like I'm walking
You make your list and you're checking it twice, I'm just throwing my cheque in the boxes
I put my mind to this shit, if I said that I want it I'll get it, I got it
I'll probably get rich and still live like I'm broke, homie nobody tell me I'm ballin'
I won't even speak on it, too busy stacking my Rand and converting my dollars
The world wanna keep my people down, f*ck it we're still getting money regardless
I'm blacker than Malcolm, I tell my exes "get your hand outta my pocket"
Why would they say that I'm killing the game and I ain't even started?
I'm running laps round you niggas, they tell me I ain't even looking exhausted
I keep it all in the family, got dick for your wifey and some for your daughter
We f*ck up the telly so bad and they tell me I ain't getting back my deposit
She got my name in her mouth but i never been one for the gossip
I can't even trip bout a bitch, what's her name? I already forgot it
I be with cougars and I sleep in pussy, that shit is the kitty's pyjamas
I ain't no snitch but if you little niggas act up I'll be telling your mama
Don't get me started, all of these artists like "SANDZ you a problem"
I want a Hellcat, I'm raising hell and you niggas all dodgy like Chargers
I roll with a yellowbone Zulu goddess and God is that girl looking flawless
Get you somebody who know to do both, how she hop out her heels and she jump in some Jordans
She do what she want cause she poppin'
Do what you want when you poppin'
I seen that you whipping that Audi
I came to collect like an audit
Say my name and put them capitals on it
If you want it, gotta think like you already own it
I put my mind to this shit, if I said that I want it I'll get it, I got it
I'll probably get rich and still live like I'm broke, homie nobody tell me I'm ballin'
I won't even speak on it, too busy stacking my Rand and converting my dollars
The world wanna keep my people down, f*ck it we're still getting money regardless
I'm blacker than Malcolm, I tell my exes "get your hand outta my pocket"
The world wanna keep my people down, f*ck it we're still getting money regardless
I'm blacker than Malcolm, I tell my exes "get your hand outta my pocket"
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Writer: Sandile Mncwabe, Gabriel Pears
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