Bodega Bamz - Bring Em Out lyrics

Tour bus looking like a brothel
Catching more bodies than Hostel
Flatbush Zombies put money in my pocket
If it's war against them, I'ma pop it
Word like apostles
Kid from the ghetto listening to heavy metal
Rock rolled in my sock
I ain't never been afraid
Renegade got bars like mess halls
Locked three meals in the cot, nigga, what?
Pussy at noon got me feeling brand new
When the sun come down, I'm leavin'
Fuck I look like? A fool?
Throwing shade like cool, bitch
Don't wake me up, i'm dreamin'
Puff, puff, pass, that's old school
I'm getting yesterday's paper
That's old news
The way I'm programmed, I never hold hands
Straight business, first class
Never the coach i'ma handle the game the way


I handle the coke
Hand to hand on Instagram, picture the post
Nigga, picture me broke
I got a pitcher of Henny
I know my liver be ready for adios
But I'm stuck like
I'm a sure thing, I don't close call
I mean we all kings, but there's one god
There's one Allah, there's one Jah, bless
Bring 'em out, bring 'em out
All them pussy ass niggas, bring 'em out
Bring 'em out bring 'em out, bring 'em out
All them pussy ass niggas, bring 'em out
Bring 'em out bring 'em out, bring 'em out
All them lying ass niggas, bring 'em out
Bring 'em out bring 'em out, bring 'em out
All them lying ass niggas, bring 'em out
Bring 'em out

Now I pose for pictures, can't fuck with you
Be more specific
Cross me like when you beg forgiveness
I didn't like your vibe so I kept my distance
Niggas do it all for the paper
Institution was made then strewn to
Little girls and boys
But now "the world is yours
" my nigga please
I done gross over a hundred G's
That's a lot of of
Money, still I'm screaming
"Fuck the police!"
In my motions I can't pretend
That I'm different than you
But nigga listen and pay attention
When I make a move
Vision blurred, I don't see no deterrence
But seeing the same niggas then
Saying the same words
Cycling that nature, puffing the same flavor
My niggas is Tanboys, original delegators
We ripping the floor panel and all
With a matter of force we
Go and handle you boys
We only family of course

Nobody ever gave a fuck about us
You never believed
Can't believe they fucking doubted
Now they can see
Child of the corn, Darko, freak off the leash
Rather unique, who art thou Van Gogh?
Randy Savage on beats, I bark proud, pitbull
If you break in my house he bark wild
Fuck you talking 'bout?!
Lil nigga I spark proud, pop a band
Throw up bread, you should learned it by now
Make 'em say, "ugh, " then examine her mouth
Then it's get to stepping
I'm kicking Pamela out (Get to stepping)
That Tommy hold a lot of slugs
Might be a hundred rounds
Them Flatbush niggas a shmurda ya
Rusty tre pounds
Shoot you and throw it in the air
Like a cap and gown
I demand the throne and the crown
Tell 'em I want it now (Ha)
Hair swinging when I'm shooting like
O-Dog in that movie
Zombie gang fully lucid, Bathing Ape
Fully draped gG Allin lucky I ain't get
To shit on his grave
Knuckle it behind bars like
A prisoner in cage
Johnny Cage, black shades
Hit off half yo face
My orange box-cutter make the world rotate
My orange box-cutter make the world rotate
On it's axis, acid, sheets that
Ain't for the mattress, bastard

I need a honor roll for this shit
I need a honor roll for this shit
Thank the Lord it's lit
Thank the Lord it's lit
Hopping out a bodega, need
A pack, never later, later
Flatbush, Tanboy stylin' (WHOO)
All my niggas get lit like a chalice
All my niggas get lit like a chalice
Cookies in my blunt, liquor in my gut
Most you niggas suck
I'm on top of the world like Brandy said
So high, so high like Michel'le
Feeling unstoppable every bone
And my particles
In the cut blowing tropicals
And they said it's impossible for a black
Young man to kill this shit
For a tan young man to kill this shit
So, more or less I do my thing
No stress, no crane, progression, mane
More or less we do our thing
No stress, no crane, progression, mane
Bring 'em out, bring 'em out
All them pussy ass niggas, bring 'em out
Bring 'em out bring 'em out, bring 'em out
All them pussy ass niggas, bring 'em out
Bring 'em out bring 'em out, bring 'em out
All them lying ass niggas, bring 'em out
Bring 'em out bring 'em out, bring 'em out
All them lying ass niggas, bring 'em out
Bring 'em out bring 'em out, bring 'em out
All them pussy ass niggas, bring 'em out
Bring 'em out bring 'em out, bring 'em out
Where the hoes? Where the
Hoes? Bring 'em out, bring 'em out