Come Outside (So Sick) Lyrics – Real Boston Richey

Come Outside (So Sick) Lyrics – Real Boston Richey

[Intro] Yeah, uh I’m like, yeah Turn me up a lil’ bit Huh, uh, uh, frrrt [Verse 1] Boss n!gga, took that tricking s*it and turned it to my hobby, uh Ain’t been taking no pictures, everything I do, they copy Bring them foreign whips through them country towns, them crackers tryna stop me Ain’t no fiend, but I go crazy ’bout that sloppy toppy They play, I’m ready to knock a n!gga ass out like Holyfield about you Had to tell her to slow it down, she eating the lap up like hibachi Only a bad b!tch get to crying, I Emilio Pucci on her body She fu*k me good, I ain’t got no exes and I ain’t got no other bodies [Chorus] I’m like, damn, you fine, I’m tryna turn you every way but loose You bad, you bad and you bad, how the hell y’all gon’ make me choose? He won’t let you come outside, bet we gon’ take a shot for you But if one day, you come outside, we gon’ save a spot for you [Verse 2] Huh, tell your n!gga it’s lit, put your phone on DND He ain’t on this s*it, baby, come outside with me Bad b!tch from out the country, I’m from Florida, she think I’m Z She say, \”You talk slow and you got perms like Yak and Koly P\” Now she in back of the truck tryna get me to teach her how to yell out, \”Glee\” Now we drunk, we in that vibe, looking for more liquor and more weed Don’t go back on your word, you posted on Twitter, said you was fu*k-n!gga free I know he hate he played, now you lit and y’all don’t speak I’m like where there party at? We tryna go outside He ain’t bought no bottles for the booth you in, baby, his ass fried You want a n!gga that fu*k you good and spend? Pull up to my spot If you leave me, girl, my life might end, you the baddest, I’m putting aside my pride [Refrain] Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo I’m so over being blue Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo (Come on, come on, I’m like come on, come on) Crying over you [Chorus] I’m like, damn, you fine, I’m tryna turn you every way but loose You bad, you bad and you bad, how the hell y’all gon’ make me choose? He won’t let you come outside, bet we gon’ take a shot for you But if one day, you come outside, we gon’ save a spot for you [Bridge] Huh, tell your n!gga it’s lit, put your phone on DND He ain’t on this s*it, baby, come outside with me Bad b!tch from out the country, I’m from Florida, she think I’m Z She say, \”You talk slow and you got perms like Yak and Koly P,\” huh I can’t move my hips, but, baby, I’m good with spending tips, huh Bae, your pu*sy good, you can’t get mad if I do trips, huh You a bad b!tch, tell him to up it and buy you a whip I might kill you, I catch you cheating, bae, you better move it swift [Refrain] Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo I’m so over being blue Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Crying over you Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo I’m so over being blue (Answer me on FaceTime, you asked me to FaceTime, fu*k wrong with you?) Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo (I can’t hear what you said, what you said?) Crying over you (Answer the FaceTime, who is this?) You asked me to FaceTime you How the hell y’all got my number, though?. Come Outside (So Sick) lyrics – Real Boston Richey : Get lyrics and music video of this beautiful song here on LyricsBull.com

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