Walk It Out (Bobby Black Mix) (Bobby Black Mix|Explicit)

Walk It Out (Bobby Black Mix) - DJ Bobby Black/DJ UNK/Outkast/Jim Jones

Written by：Bobby Black

Now walk it out

Now walk it out

Now walk it out

Now walk it out

Westside walk it out

Southside walk it out

Eastside walk it out

Northside walk it out

Now walk it out

Now walk it out

Now walk it out

Now walk it out

Westside walk it out

Southside walk it out

Eastside walk it out

Northside walk it out

Now walk it out like a usher

If you say real talk I probably wont trust ya

If you wanna go to war the gunz my pleasure

Even Jesus had 12 disiples on the level trigger whatever

Pumm you don't want naw dega 3 thou

I'm like jury duty your New to this part of town

Your white tee will to me looks like a nightgown

Make ya mama proud take that thing to sizes down

Then you look like the man that you are or wat you could be

I could give a damn 'bout your car but then that would be

If it was considered a classic before the drastic change in production

When cars were metal instead of plastic value

Is wat I'm talking about

Take two of these and walk it out

You be the reason they talk it out

You can't be the king in the parking lot forever

Not saying I'm the best but till they find sumthing better

I am here no fear right me a letter 'till then

I walk it out

I walk it out

I walk it out

I walk it out

I walk it out

I walk it out

I walk it out

I westside walk it o o out

I westside walk it o o out

I westside walk it o o out

Then eastside walk it o o out

I walk it out the bank with alot of zeros

That's wat my teachers call me predictions like they cleo

So I did my dance for'm

They make bout 40000

I do that in a month I'm no resorts and islands

I make them walk it out yeah its me again

But I'm with Jones that phat stacks and Benjamin

I roll with made men

That brakes the stage in

And keep the girls happy

So yall can get the nappy

Gansta's they do they dance they do it to my song

See I was up in cali crip walking it all night long

Drop 20 on my neck got 10 on they wrist

A billion dolla look a million dolla kiss

I'm nation wide homie you still at home homie

With no promotions on me man that's boloney homie

The album off in stores I'm Yorkg down ya block

Now goin walk it out and they still on my jock

Now walk it out

Now walk it out

Now walk it out

Now walk it out

Westside walk it out

Southside walk it out

Eastside walk it out

Northside walk it out

Eastside walk it out Bronx walk it out

Queens walk it out you know Brooklyn walk it out

Now Harlem walk it out Harlem walk it out

Harlem walk it out Harlem walk sh*t out

Now we don't walk it out we drop top Porsha it out

After I floss it out I bring my air forces out

I'm Porshag purple smoke I cough it out

Ball it up and ball it out tap the bottle and then pour it out

Now do the fade away and throw some paper away

Now we can skate away tell the hoe's I'll be late today

Or I can thug it out or star studd it out

I take a trip with my b**ch and louie luggage out

I'm talking magic city or even body tap

You know that money ant a thing we throwing thousands stacks

Oh yeah we toss it out you know what I'm talking 'bout

When capo status in the house you know New York is out