OUTERSPACE Lyrics by Don Toliver feat. Baby Keem is the latest English song from “Life Of A Don”. The song lyrics were written by Dez Wright, Baby Keem, Don Toliver, MIKE DEAN, London Cyr, Jahaan Sweet while the song was produced by MIKE DEAN, London Cyr, Dez Wright.
“OUTERSPACE” Track Info:
| Song | OUTERSPACE |
| Album | Life Of A Don |
| Singer | Don Toliver, Baby Keem |
| Produced By | MIKE DEAN, London Cyr, Dez Wright |
| Lyrics | Dez Wright, Baby Keem, Don Toliver, MIKE DEAN, London Cyr, Jahaan Sweet |
OUTERSPACE Lyrics
[Intro]
This The 7-1-3 Mother-f**ker Don T
And This Your Boy Cardo Man
Me And Keem Just Touched Down In H-Town
Know What I’m Talking About
Aye! Man, Come Pick These Up In One Those Slayers
You Know What I’m Saying One Of Those S**ts
With The Elbows Hangin’ Out
Aye! Tap In
[Verse 1: Baby Keem & Don Toliver]
I Say What’s Up Man? It’s Booman, I’m Back Again
Let Your Friends Know
Can You Braid My Hair Like Iverson’s?
I’m Just Playing, Woah! I Got Movie [?] On The Channel
Most Of My Hoes Know I Don’t Play The Piano
B***h, I’m Moving Stuff
Just Ask Yourself, Have You Seen Me?
He Got Two Hoes, Oh! S**t, He’s Baby Keem
You Went Too Long And You Know It’s Time To See Me
In And Out The State, Yeah! This S**t All For Take, Yeah!
You Mistreat The Ho (Ah-Ah-Ah)
Make Her Feel Out Of Place, Yeah!
That’s A Big Mistake, I Can Not Relate, Huh
Me And My Girl Moving At A Pace, Hmm
If That S**t Moving Too Fast, I Hit The Brakes
[Verse 2: Don Toliver]
I Say, What’s Up, Ho?
It’s Boolin’, I’m Back Again
Tell Your Friend, Ho
I Can See The Money Through The Lens
I’m Just Saying, Though
No More Baby Really Top Ten, Used To Hop Out The Benz
Cover That Cash ’til The Thought I Spin
’82 Rolls (Yeah!-Yeah!), Two More Wings
I’ma Let You Go In Peace, But I Seen How It Seem
Baby Keep On Callin’, How It Controllin’ Me
But I Workin’ In A Line, Only Way To Try
I Can Not Decide, Middle Of July
Part II
[Intro: Don Toliver]
Oh! Oh!-Oh!
Oh!-Yeah! Yeah!-Yeah!
Oh! -Oh!
Oh!
[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
Ten Toes Down And I’m Schemin’ In S**t
Eviction Notice, Lil’ B***h
Get Off My Penis And S**t, Yeah!
I’m The Type To Talk About My Demons And S**t
Tennis Chains On, Feeling Like Serena And S**t
I Got Stripes, I Gotta Write
I Wanna Run Down On An Opp, I Call It A Frame
Made It Around, Caught That Chopper
N*g** I’m Shootin’, Nah, These Ain’t Blanks
I Been Moving In Silence (Yeah!)
I’m Known To Keep It Private
I Condone The Violence (Yeah!), Pray With Me
I’m Still Not Dead, I’m Spinning It For Ya’
(Still Not Dead, I’m Spinning It For Ya)
When I Want You Back, But I Can’t Employ Ya’
(Want You Back, Yeah!)
Gotta Keep That Strap For The Militant Soldier
(Keep That Strap With You)
And You Smoking That Dope, Right There I Sold Ya’
I Thought I Told Ya’ (Oh! -Oh! )
[Verse 2: Baby Keem]
I Gotta Run Through The Fire
I Need A Ho Like Mariah
I Wanna Swerve With The Tire
I Make The Family Retire
I Gotta See The Hope, Be The Way
I Gotta Feed The Folks Where I Lay
I Gotta Show The Light To Weak
Dodgin’ The Fake, Woke In L.A.