
Outta Control Jeremih (Ft. 2 Chainz & Gucci Mane)
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[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Gucci Mane and Jeremih see fine too fly
You a damn liar
I stayed higher than a fucking flyer
You stay up like vampire
Shawty lock on like a plier
She OC, she crazy, her shoe game is amazing
And a bad game is blazing (Gucci)
Put some days in with the stray in
I done flew her in for the weekend
Can't remember where we began
But I hope that the shit don't end
She so cool, she bring friends
Matched shoes, Christian Louboutins (Huh)
We locked in but we spiked out
Got a [?] Spike Lee (Wow)
Kick it every day like Jet Li
Ten diamond chains like Mr. T (Burr)
She a real freak, no mistery
On the bank, on the [?], she missing me (Wow)
Tell her ex-boyfriend he is history
Beat the pussy up, no sympathy
On the highway to the drive way
Well, it's hard to drive 'cause she all over me (Huh)
[Chorus: Jeremih]
She ain't the little girl I used to know
Got in the body got them beating in the soul
I gave it to relax the time she tried to let it go
Headed for destruction and everybody know
She outta control, she-she outta control
She outta control, she-she outta control
She outta control
Gucci Mane and Jeremih see fine too fly
You a damn liar
I stayed higher than a fucking flyer
You stay up like vampire
Shawty lock on like a plier
She OC, she crazy, her shoe game is amazing
And a bad game is blazing (Gucci)
Put some days in with the stray in
I done flew her in for the weekend
Can't remember where we began
But I hope that the shit don't end
She so cool, she bring friends
Matched shoes, Christian Louboutins (Huh)
We locked in but we spiked out
Got a [?] Spike Lee (Wow)
Kick it every day like Jet Li
Ten diamond chains like Mr. T (Burr)
She a real freak, no mistery
On the bank, on the [?], she missing me (Wow)
Tell her ex-boyfriend he is history
Beat the pussy up, no sympathy
On the highway to the drive way
Well, it's hard to drive 'cause she all over me (Huh)
[Chorus: Jeremih]
She ain't the little girl I used to know
Got in the body got them beating in the soul
I gave it to relax the time she tried to let it go
Headed for destruction and everybody know
She outta control, she-she outta control
She outta control, she-she outta control
She outta control
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