Young Dro - Take Em Out lyrics

Bitch I'm in here like a burglary
Slicker than some turpentine
Iron chrome 9, make a nigga' bleed burgundy
I'm so well rounded fuck a
Square I sell circle keys
Put me in the booth and I'll
Go off on a Fergie beat!

Ciroc Boy got these bitches drunk like
They on Bourbon Street

I represent Mechanicsville
What you know bout 30 deep
Fed's come in search n
Leave, they punchin' me, they searchin' me
Judge say I'm lyin' so he
Hit me with that perjury
Quater cut fur on me lion skin burban seats
My snappers are Irish
Get kilt and they killed, perfectly
I am dish detergent clean
Women's try to purchase me
Bitches suck in dick and swallow nut
Like it's shit a courtesy
Animal -all off- your face
Will get mulled off
Play with me in front of my dogs
And they will get called off
This is unforgettable flow
See your bitch in traffic and snatch her
Up cause she's a gettable ho
I'll shoot ya if you step on my future or
You can catch me with
Your bitch practicing karma-sutra
Imagine this I got my feet up on
The metal of the Bugatti peddle
You should have known this shit is
Sour cause the whip Ameretto

Come on'

Take these nigga's out!

No replacing me -I'm here
Play with me catch you in a restaurant put
A bomb in your case of your beer
In the forest chasing deers -riffle in my
Hand we'll turn this shit to nigga's
Snipers in Atlanta -UH

You hysterical, your terrible
Mad cause I'm fucking with
That hood bitch Erica
I will dismantle every area, that
You call a body part, the more the merrier
Cocked on ya boy scaring ya
House up out the water bitch you
Gotta take the ferry here
I am hurtin um I think they need medicare
Nigga, I am fucking your- bitch
So you better care
What the fuck is the weather here
Nigga it's a parrot in the
Tree you will never hear

Still riding with the sawed off
Cocked back point blank range BOW call um off

Take these nigga's out!