Lyrics:
trouble but now you done switched up the game done got caught up wit these broads so we don't even hang owe me a stack won't hit me back thought we was
to fight for who knows what
For your love
For your love i would die i swear
Remember when they robbed us in broad daylight you was there
Remember all
wrote my name/
Cayman Islands on the brain George Jung in the lungs/
9 to 5 in one hand but the 4:20 won/
So I murder MCs in broad sun/
I was slummin', I
where's the nearest dumpster cus I might just have to dump him, might get caught up broad day I wanna jump him, poppin out the cut but you can't see the way
brazilian broads
Victoria's secret is to wear no bra
Cuz halter top keep they nipples hard
I'm stepping ten toes deep in the game
cll them bitch niggas we are
trappin since Motorolas..
Got a chick from the bronx, aint dirty, the broad get it on, quarter milli a year, all her thongs from yves st laurant..
Steady Peeking around the corner like you need a fix
You could never touch me with a ten foot stick
Crusty
Giving you a dumby little broad
Disgusting
a feature
You want a verse send the pape we can work
I tell the truth and get paid to speak it
If bro touch down them he right foot creeping
Broad day
these broads I've been curvin'
Black Cats on my feet but they aint purrin'
Skyline with the buckets imma earn it, yeah
Imma earn it, yeah
Imma earn
beats and writing songs
Do not try to ride my dick, I ain't fucking with you broads
I told her that I might dip, I dodge commitment like tekashi does
Competition hit the ground
Until it aint nobody left
Its all about the cars
Fans and hella broads
Body guards entourage
You must dont wanna live large
My hands
feels better
Girl don't waste my time I'll drop you like a wrestler
No I don't put my hands on a broad unless she wants me to take off her pants and her
believe that one day he would notice me
Broad shoulders underneath the summer sun
Made me feel like I could be anyone
Well, he's a lot like me
clways
They be going over board
Got me yellin mayda
They be tryna 69
Got me thinking tray way
But they not you
So they can't get me
Don't need mad broads
broad it's no simping. Y'all niggas gotta get out the mentality. Causing suffering means you not winning. I'm with ace the metahuman. Real stale face
and it's booming
Swear I need a foreign broad to teach me Spanish so I'm fluent
This the only way to do it kill me now or call me stupid
Cause y'all
in the mirror and all that I'm seeing is god
These niggas they say it's my ego they saying my shit is too broad
But that's what they say when they
offs and bikini that bikini top it's only gonna be me and you because when we get there our clothes will be everywhere skinny-dipping in the Broad
like
Blow it off a bud or lite
Move thru the dark like Im everything but a light
Jon took a life
Broad don't like ya
Cause U know u don't fuck her right
got a Hussle for Hussle baby for baby...
c lil piece and the rings... Will be the broads favorite... my day I do comprehend... I Kno my own paper....
Don't try to bullshit me boy. were on the hustle. I sell broads, dope & numbers. You sell crack & blue sky. It's all the same.
Pimp
How yall feel
friends are all on me
We can go to space n go to Mars
But fuck that
We in this wraith it got stars
I touched back
In Lc wit two broads
Enough that
I came
Verse1:
cll them shiny cars, half naked broads & super stars don't mean a thing
I'll still choose you over all the diamonds & recognition when you
Paris, but I'll stack till I own sumn
Saying ce le vies, now I'm ghost Rossa
I don't smoke swishers no more
I smoke la flor's
Dominicana broads on runways
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