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Come Outside
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On Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Come Outside was released on July 30, 2026 by Velvet Note Records / EMPIRE as a part of the album BRABUS & LORINSERS
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Release DateJuly 30, 2026
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ramirez
Ramirez
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ivan Ramirez
Ivan Ramirez
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Morris
Morris
Producer
Alexis Martin
Alexis Martin
Producer
Christopher Rockwell
Christopher Rockwell
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh baby, come outside
You can hop into my whip
Whenever you ready to ride
Oh, now stop being shy
I can take you 'round the globe
And show you one hell of a time
Oh baby, come outside
You can hop into my whip
Whenever you ready to ride
Oh, now stop being shy
I can take you 'round the globe
And show you one hell of a time
The game is tough
So to be a P, you gotta be tougher
A bad muthafucka, number one sucka
A closed mouth will never ever be fed
Open palms over fists
I'm only about my bread
No nitpicking
Bitches hang on my dick
I'd rather be alone
Than have to deal with shit that I don't need to
Then you talking 'bout that I mistreat you
Deceive you
I think that it's best for the both of us
That I leave you
And go our separate ways
Baby, just wait
Can you give a playa space?
'Cause I don't wanna run around in circles
With you playing blame games
Getting mad at what a P might do
Fucking with this pimpin'
I'ma hurt you, it's true
I'm only 'bout my dollar
And there's nothing you can do
Oh baby, come outside
You can hop into my whip
Whenever you ready to ride
Oh, now stop being shy
I can take you 'round the globe
And show you one hell of a time
Oh baby, come outside
You can hop into my whip
Whenever you ready to ride
Oh, now stop being shy
I can take you 'round the globe
And show you one hell of a time
Oop, bitch, I'm upside your head
How the fuck you think
You not finna give a playa his bread?
And keep him fed
And thirst is quenched
Bitch, you must be tripping
Thinking you finna get ahead
Baby, don't give me no issues
The only paper I carry is dollars not no tissues
You say the day you leave
I'll miss you
But I could give a fuck
Cause I never peep my rearview
So back the fuck up off me
To keep a bitch is costly
Pockets staying fat
So you know a playa saucy
Flossy
Killing bitches softly
Candy paint dripping off
The muthafucking box Chevy
Standing on my ten toes
Baby, stop playing your games
If you ain't 'bout your business
Baby, we is not the same
Oh baby, come outside
You can hop into my whip
Whenever you ready to ride
Oh, now stop being shy
I can take you 'round the globe
And show you one hell of a time
Oh baby, come outside
You can hop into my whip
Whenever you ready to ride
Oh, now stop being shy
I can take you 'round the globe
And show you one hell of a time
Oh baby, come outside
You can hop into my whip
Whenever you ready to ride
Oh, now stop being shy
I can take you 'round the globe
And show you one hell of a time
Oh baby, come outside
You can hop into my whip
Whenever you ready to ride
Oh, now stop being shy
I can take you 'round the globe
And show you one hell of a time
Written by: Ivan Ramirez
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