Lyrics:
Be in your broad
I'm 'bout to be in your broad
Yeah, top off the Benz (top off the Benz)
Yeah, I done fucked all of her friends (her friends)
I
the sunrise
So we dance, take shots
And get up on to them pretty broads
We dance, take shots
And get up on to them pretty broads
Pai Dui de Shenghuo!
We are
Fast car fast car nascar
Bad broad bad broad bad broad
All on me all on me yeah yeah
All on me all on me yeah yeah
All on me all on me yeah yeah
guys no 'mo
They 'aint right
I don't 'wanna hang with them broads no 'mo
They 'aint right
And I don't 'wanna bang on them broads no 'mo
If they 'aint
the sunrise
So we dance, take shots
And get up on to them pretty broads
We dance, take shots
And get up on to them pretty broads
Pai Dui de Shenghuo!
We are
Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right
Call up my dogs tell 'em get right
Call up 'em broads tell 'em get right
Poppin' bottles till we
and hexing me mo'
You make the call I can school you on becoming a broad
It ain't hard to find me y'all I'll show you how mommy ball
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[JD]
Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right
Call up my dogs tell 'em get right
Call up 'em broads tell 'em get right
Poppin' bottles till we
Yeah, yeah
Please put your seatbelt on for me, please
All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars
Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad
Niggas
shoot a nigga down on the broad way
(Broad way) ayy, we was trappin', bitch
Out the hallways (Out the hallways) , ayy
Yeah, I keep my strap on my always
hustle on the boulevard
Fuck your broad
Bitch I bet I could, bitch I bet I would
On the low, what's up with you ho
Bitches smokin' dro bet you know
Bust
that's wack uh
Fake broads setback uh
I don't like to sit back uh
You frontin' what's up with that huh
False claiming that's wack uh
Fake broads setback uh
broads right now (With the broads now)
They been asking if your girl is around town (Is around town)
We don't do no talking
We been so lowkey now (we been
Café, menu, éclair
Soufflé, tarte, petit four
Vacances 桟橋
揺れる parasol
まるで僕は croque-monsieur
In broad daylight
Hulot is dancing
波のリズム ゆらり
want her, In my backseat
By the time I hit her G-Spot, We sexin' on that Broad Street!!
Cruzin on Guignard, Riding in a Drop Top, Baby sitting next to me
again
They wanna turn me off
Cuz the broad fist'd have us dead
Have us dead, have us dead
Yah the broad fist'd have us dead
If they wanted
Connect with
Rockin' 2nite!?
Am I the only one
Rockin' 2nite!?
Fast cars
Heavy metal toons
Bad broads
Wanna hear my tunes
Fast loose
Other people's dudes
That's your
(Okay)
(Xenia)
She said my bars sick (hol' up)
My foreign car's quick
And my LA broad thick (LA)
LA broad thick (LA)
My LA broad thick (LA)
LA broad
gon' lose
I don't make excuses
Park the old one, pull up in my new shit
Pull out all my diamonds and them broads gon' lose it (yeah)
Spend the night
You did it for the broads, I did it for the paper
Got a hundred styles, got a hundred acres
Fuck the police (fuck 'em), hundred middle fingers
Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right
Call up my dogs tell 'em get right
Call up 'em broads tell 'em get right
Poppin' bottles till we
ain't tripping on the sun because the stars out
Chrome wheels, candy paint, bring the broads out
Yeah' I'm tryna turn this into somethin'
Turn this
runner
Shots rang, let the mop sang, nigga, crime pays
Broad day, made his car race, tricky ball play
Play caller, drown a pussy nigga in some
Hey now baby, let's do the rump
Yeah darling, let's do the rump
Do the rump 'til the broad daylight
Broad daylight
Hey now baby, all over
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