Song Outlawz Lyrics – Rick Ross ft. Jazmine Sullivan

Outlawz Lyrics – Rick Ross ft. Jazmine Sullivan

English song Outlawz Lyrics sung by Rick Ross ft. Jazmine Sullivan. Music and Lyrics also given by Rick Ross.

Outlawz Lyrics

[Hook]

You hold the gun I take the wheel

If you say go you know I will

And though this love has its flaw

We’re forever outlaws

You Messed around but I forgave ya

Why do they still want me to hate ya

Cause if im choosing to forget it

Why cant they just mind they business

Cause I’m stuck, stuck like glue

Cause I can’t I can’t I can’t stop lovin you

I wanna see my dawgs on the mountain tops

Them niggas only ballin when they album drop

I gotta line of cars wrap around the block

And living better than these rappers rappin around the clock

I built a golf course and a car porch

since everybody askin where your cars going

Mozzarella now its only tall cheddar

Most dope boys been a Paul bearer

Package the product then you pick it up at the Bahamas

Talkin them dollars how I touch it Come off as a profit

You leave ya pistol home then you on ya own

Cause lil one when its on they gon do ya wrong

See you nodding off on that fentanyl

If you not a boss boy don’t get involved (On God)

[Hook]

Life full of VVS Diamonds and bad choices

Young nigga dreaming bout tech nines and porches

It’s cold I keep my hoodie on

Glock 4-5 ready to get my boogie on

You pussy niggas panties showin’

My bitch say I talk in my sleep

I start park drive and put it in reverse wit my heat

Pistol taklkin back I think I heard it cursin at me

It say you better not fuck a bitch or write a verse without me (on God)

The streets left me scared nigga I’m bleedin but its concrete showing

So the karma don’t catch up wit me I keep going

Better come and get ya bitch cause she going (she on go)

this that straight drop straight drop

All these other niggas rerock

Call my nine Jada she kissin’ nigga d-block

Know some nigga out on the west they reppin tree top

These niggas still talkin like bitches I pray that shit stop

Ion wanna here ya opinion about whats hip hop

30 hanging off of my bridges nigga that’s hip-hop (On God)

[Hook]

They callin it Pandemic when it’s really life

The only way to separate the men and mice

Until you seen success you considered roguish

That’s why you see that nigga pull up in a lotus

He got the 40 on him up against his colon

Standin in the club and know them niggas rollin

We all gotta purpose and my people servin

All got some work in and I’m speaking murders

Still be countin funds until my fingers purple

Praying for ya mother but’ll still hurt ya

Smokin on a bag that I got from Berner

The bottles all black and that bitch a earner

Soldiers waving flags when they see the colonel

If you see the flash, then it don’t concern ya (on God)

[Hook]