Lyrics:
it's early
'Cause I know these men and women only want me for some earnings
Registry to flex, registry to flex
I'm gonna flex and offend the rest
I don't
amigos tryna get a deal
I feel like Oj in the bronco
Never stopping nigga on Go
Til the Early Morning like Alonzo
Tryna get the win nigga pronto
Never
at early morn
I can see the campfires smoking at the breaking of the dawn
I can hear the bronco's neighing, I can hear the cowboy sing
I'd like to be in
'bout to eat Maggiano's (yeah)
Helpin' the P out, I'm beamin' on Narcos, thinkin' I should take the Bronco (yeah)
OJ (yeah), gotta go get it tomorrow
Early in the morning
I cry for better times
chest wide, bleeding all kinds of light
but the feeling I could live without a registry
has been afforded
improving, she relieve the past tense
Plus she smelling like an angel, really must be heaven sent (scent)
But Ion wanna open early, that ain't what the present
leave him with no closure
We just roll Dozier, early bird, get the wax worm and a cup of Folgers
I just got a text from Nola, you know my girl from
a Bronco
Haters say the lyrics ain't Gonzo but they wrong though
We walking up and locking up the game and sparking up the flame
You're not gone' be
early, my age is reversing
I'm basically 30, amazingly sturdy, zany and wordy
Brainy and nerdy, blatantly dirty
Insanely perverted, rapey and scurvy
I can [C] see the cattle grazing o'er the [G]hills at early morn
I can [C] see the campfires smokin at the [G] breaking of the [D] dawn
I can [G]
on crack
Cause I hock all the shit and I never get it back
Coolio loco, you better call Bronco
Stole a link from my auntie, and sold it to my uncle
Took
the beamer!!"
Now I got two choices I could blast and become Most Wanted in America
Or I could slow down like the man in the Bronco
and get Johnny Cochran
you know how I do (big boy)
Purple and gold with the Lakers, the Broncos, the orange in blue (big boy)
I like 'em floppy with ankle socks
Lows, mids,
you know how I do (big boy)
Purple and gold with the Lakers, the Broncos, the orange in blue (big boy)
I like 'em floppy with ankle socks
Lows, mids,
and
Picture your hand
Holding on to mine so tight
You were driving your old bronco
Early snowflakes in the air
But you just kept the top down
Wind was blowing
And as the blow gets fiercer and the wind whips ups a spray
You ride the buckin' bronco sea through another day
It was nearly fifty years ago how come it's hit me
can find a spot up off in the sticks
We can test out the sig, if you wanna act big boy
Early morning choppin' for who early morning coppin'
Clientele,
the window, shit, you know this thirty dirty
You was catching Zs, I cannot relate, bitch, I'm the early birdie
Cuddy wrist work top tier, tremendous, gave
He watched the bronco leave the driveway
The day after he turned ten
His dad said the band's booked up through Sunday
Ricky never saw him again
suckers like a Bronco
Haters say the lyrics ain't Gonzo but they wrong though
We walking up and locking up the game and sparking up the flame
You're
suckers like a Bronco
Haters say the lyrics ain't Gonzo but they wrong though
We walking up and locking up the game and sparking up the flame
You're
sunrise to sunset since the day i was born.
We struck out for laramie early one saturday,
Spring was a breakin'the grass turnin' green.
Well, i took
it feel when she ride
But this a bucking Bronco from L-M-Coocamunga
I'm Uncle Elroy, the Mr. Nasty Monster
Time for the segment where I broadcast
some cargos
You move you white slow
OJs bronco
Got it for the low
Call me queso blanco
Never trust none
Trust up in my gun
If it were to jam
Then my ass
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