Lyrics:
chicken broth
Cause that boy sick
Voices linger in my thoughts
Many choices where to go
I like being Lost
Try to find me
If you're looking for a problem
who the real be
You've gotta feel me
Real killaz in the north
Whipping work like a broth
Big hammers turn your boy
Fish scranners
Whip crashers
Bitch
(I don't even know if I can call this a song)
Is the ocean a soup?
I mean really think it through
Broth, meat, veggies, and salt
Boy, that's one
Шаманский пазл, дым перемещаю рукой
В рупор вещаю строкой, broth boys band
У каждого свой цвет, и кожа не при чем здесь (нет)
Сет из пчелиных сот, майк -
made from the same broth
Boy, this kid's so damn lost
Who brought that yellow boy?
They all call me "little China boy"
They all think that I'm the China
frowning in it
No soups, no stews, not even a goddamned broth
Nothing new, already knew, all you boys was soft
I use a spoon to fuel this temple called my
Baba baba boom
Throw salt in ya wound
Throwing salt cuz of shade
Gives the broth more flav
Liquid dope entrees
Man dem boys lack taste
Clocking my
soy
No soy lo que dicen
yo soy lo que soy
mucho gusto me presento
soy el krappy boy
Estamos en a la movie broth
No estamos copiando
No estamos
up
Don't nut, nigga hold up
Boy this pussy 'OVAH'
Drip on agua
Cien por ciento chocha
Te volverá loca
Di que this pussy 'OVAH'
Body, 'OVAH'
Back
mouthy at the event fam
That weren't on
Skinny white boy i aint strong
But i'll turn psycho, make you feel all wrong
Don't test the bars I ain't writing no
Oh, we'll ral-ly 'round the flag, boys,
we'll ral-ly once a-gain, Shout-ing the bat-tle cry of free - dom.
We will fal-ly from the hill-side, we'll
your mind or I could even take your head off
I can make a broth from all the girls left me on read
Shawty bad as fuck
And she thick
But I need a dead one
friends
Take me now I might come running
But I'm drinking less while I'm in these walls
I'm a pseudo chef drowning in beef broth
Got one winter left I don't
tellin what I'll become
What up
Ooh
I don't ever think that ya boy gonna lose
Cause I'm wide awake and I gonna hit snooze
Bout to go to town til I'm
on the dance floor-floor-floor
Everyone is a star-star-star
Our tummies are full of Paella
Here's a recipe of the Paella
Steamy broth, sweet peas
overcooked rice
I'm nice, you're the reason why the game went soft
Bland niggas, I come through and season your broth
Like Mr. Dash, I blast, I'm a menace
on the grind, my hustle real heavy
And even for that cake I'll fuck Lil' Debbie
Soldier boy, murder land's like Baltimore
Roll on stage, more deeper than
keep it street he
Bought a block from me
You'll hang around me long enough
You'll learn a lot from me
I'm whippin soft like it's chicken
Broth chilling
(Busta Rhymes)(Chorus)
Comin in the dance last night(uh hum)
Busta boy fear last night(uh oh)
Me couldn't find me nine(um hum)
So me go, pull out
one to Rae', let's season they broth
Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for hiva
Diva got rocked from the receiver bleeder
Portfolio,
one to Rae', let's season they broth
Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for hiva
Diva got rocked from the receiver bleeder
Portfolio,
high every day
No I do not have a schedule
And the that's a easy band or two
Lil' boy gon' fall off
He ask me if I manage you
Turn this ho' to a moshpit
of broth
This nocturnal sadness
Leave you pale as this tablecloth
Careful don't you spill your dinner
That would be a good defense
Then you wouldn't
boy, I'm a lame from the paint chips
No slave to the grain of the trade winds
Phase in, deflate the whole snake pit
Gotta hunt, got a hunch y'all ain't
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