Lyrics:
BREAK THESE CHAINS
TOM QUICK ALEX BITTLES
GARY CONNOR DAVIDE BOCCI (DRAKE)
ISABELLA BUDIANTO (IZZY)
Broken down by a job that pays,
Jonny
(Yaooooo Bebe Fresco)
One call got the drop, tell em slide through
Party going on bad bitches in a group.
Couple kisses from my bitches,
They know
(Bitch)
Sippin' on bottles, flyin' high on planes
Gotta lotta bad women, I don't even know their names
Toppers and tats, you know I got flame
When I pull
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
been real since the motherfucking Kasket
Top Gun, Tom Cruise, Motherfucking maverick
Chris with the bars, Yeah you know I'm on some sadd shit
Keeping it
by in the summer
Haven't seen my n***a Lazz since the last bun up
Back when I was
I was bad for it
Late night running up the dash board
Fast forward
2
to close i’ll treat em like a beetle
How u doing i'm Nox by the way and its nice to meet you
Shorty bad and boujie but she not my type
Yea ok she bad that
Want me to redo, that was from my bad times
Fire on the coal, you've been doomed for a bad night
Fire on the flow, so you're doomed if we re-wind
Know
before you heard the Tom Cruise
Can't replicate what I cook on a hook
Free-styling live, y'all be thirsty to prove
Catch me at night when ride
I be lowkey
afford my own lawyer
Paid off all my dues with my ex, with the love that I bought her
Always get distracted by shit, I got the Tom Sawyer
I leave you alone
there's no way I'ma let these bad vibes stay
I jump out the plane like I'm Tom Cruise
Coming for the game like a monsoon
Ain't nothin' impossible for you
He just yells, "Shut the fuck up, bitch, this Tom guy is serious"
I hoped you would kill it, I'm always a optimist
Thought your response would be
ever wanted was a Bad Boy logo
Then came the Roc, that's when everything stopped
Fascinated by the R, the bottle half-popped
For the record, them
I know who inspired me dawg
Check one check two since you know what to do
Gotta salute Skyzoo before I give it you
All I ever wanted was a Bad Boy
Gotta wake up and make this bread...
They talk shit, that shit is dead...
Friday night, my eyes stay red...
Loyal bad chick lay in my bed...
Aye,
What's your question?
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do
infidelities
Lurid ladies denouncing God
Beguiled by Cat, Mick, Rod and Bob
Ripped form an ordinary page, old words that fizzle while they rage
Glean with
to the left, I swipe to the right, how do I sleep at night
All it takes is one PP for me to log in I'll change your life
Facts, niggas know Lockz don't cap, in
dice that haunt his waking dreams
He clamors for some soft remorse filtered by his teeth
Big Bad Bob broke bread with you and not one finger raised
Now
Late night on the what Screw with the Grace
Actin bad with that Judd, Joe on the cut
Got that P-a-t fixin to slap another slut
Lil Keke, that KK, and tha
let me come down aww boy nasty bitch
All up in my face, ridin got bass
Late night on the what Screw with the Grace
Actin bad with that Judd, Joe
You ready holmie?
Yup
My first mission running through the hood with small jacks
My memories popping in my head recall that
Late night creeping
*Taken from the album "The Vegetarians of Love"
*Written by Bob Geldof
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