I'm out Lyrics

Ladies, it's your song.
So as soon as this comes on,
You should get out on the floor.
Go on and get your sexy on.

If you know that you're better
Than that new girl that he's on,
Go 'head and tell him now,
"You gon' miss me when I'm gone."

Ayo, CiCi! Let me show you
How to do a singing bitch greasy. You was by Lenox.
Yeah, the one on Peachtree. I was with Dimitri.
Seen you on your Love & Hip-Hop, Mendecees.

"F-f-f-f-fuck these petty niggas" is a bitch motto.
If I say it on wax, every bitch follow.
If I'm sipping in the club, Myx Moscato.
I got a big fat ass – big dicks follow.

Hit 'em with the back shots.
Hit 'em with the ass shots.
Take 'em to the bank.
Then I hit 'em with the cash drops.

I do it big. I hit 'em with the caps lock.
I'm gonna ball.
I hit 'em with the mascot.
No, I've never been there,

But I like the Bangkok.
Big fat tithes when they hanging out my tank top.
You gon' play me on Instagram.
Nigga trying to shade me,

But your bitch at home trying to play me.
I'm Nicki and Weezy F. Baby.
Man, fuck you and your lady.
Gun butt you 'cause you're shady.

Now which bitch want it?
'Cause that bitch get it.
I gave him to you, bitch.
Don't fucking forget it.

I just went through a break up. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
But it's okay. I got my cake up. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Do my hair. Put on some make-up. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Trying to see where tonight gon' take us. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)

I post some pics up looking sexy. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Now this nigga wanna text me. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
How much you wanna bet me (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
He gon' regret the day he left me. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)

Celebrating our breaking up. Oh, oh.
Bartender, go 'head and pour me a little more.
Tonight, we gon' have us a good time.
Let's have a toast to our good-byes. Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Ladies, it's your song.
So as soon as this comes on,
You should get out on the floor.
Go on and get your sexy on.

If you know that you're better
Than that new girl that he's on,
Go 'head and tell him now,
"You gon' miss me when I'm gone."

I'm out.
I'm out.
Iss-iss-iss me when I'm gone. I'm out.
I'm out.

Now tell me, do my ladies run this? (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Not even Hammer can touch this. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
We're standing up on all the couches. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Tomorrow you gon' hear about this. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)

This is what you're hearing through your speakers. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
That's why we're dancing 'til our feet hurt. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
See I found out he was my problem. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Tonight I came out here to solve him. (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.)

Celebrating our breaking up. Oh, oh.
Bartender, go 'head and pour me a little more.
Tonight, we gon' have us a good time.
Let's have a toast to our good-byes. Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Ladies, it's your song.
So as soon as this comes on,
You should get out on the floor.
Go on and get your sexy on.

If you know that you're better
Than that new girl that he's on,
Go 'head and tell him now,
"You gon' miss me when I'm gone." I'm out.

The way I put it on you, got you going trippy, trippy. (Whoa!)
You wanna come here for it.
Wishing you can get it, get it. (Whoa!)
No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o. (Whoa!) No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o. (Whoa!)

I got you hot, make you stop
When you see me, see me. (Whoa!)
You got your hand out talking 'bout, "Gimme! Gimme!" (Whoa!)
No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o. (Whoa!) No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o.

Ladies, it's your song.
So as soon as this comes on,
Say, "Fuck these petty niggas!"
If these niggas did you wrong.

If he got a new bitch,
Then tell that bitch meet you outside.
And pop her like a molly
'Til them bitches recognize.

Grinning. (I'm out.)
I'm winning.
The end and the beginning.
I send them on an errand.

Then I son them like my children.
You couldn't get a fan
If it was hanging from the ceiling.
(I'm out.)