Teledysk

Lil Bro
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerald Devon Allen
Gerald Devon Allen
Songwriter

Tekst Utworu

I told my big brother we bout to make it out the hood with this one I got us bro (we outta here) Riding downtown, in my momma car (vrrm) Dog in the yard, go ba-ba-ba-bark (roof, roof, roof) Damn her ass fat, so I had to park (damn) Ran outta gas, so it didn't start (aye, fuck) Excuse me, bitch I had to fart I told big bro this gon' make the charts (I swear) He always sad, bih broke his heart (haha) I told him, fuck that bitch, nigga Get some money (nigga get some cheese) I didn't graduate, but I'm not a dummy (okay) If the police catch it, you ain't get it from me (at all) Yeah I just ate, but I'm kinda hungry (hungry) A lot of people hate, but my momma love me (I love ya mama) Why have 1 bitch, when you can have 5 (five) Why have 5 bitches, you can have 9 (nine) I'll give away a bitch, you can have mine (you can go) I need a break from a bitch like it's halftime Blah blah blah blah bitch, get out my ear (come on) Always talking bout some shit I ain't trying to hear it (you hear me) I had to tell big bro, like this my year I'm bout to take off like, when you see a dear Thousand dollar, earrings, you can see my ear (bling) You'll never catch me crying, won't see my tears (at all) You ever hit a bitch that you been trying to hit for years (yup) Finally hit, you feeling like the rookie of the year (hell yeah) First time rapping, and I think I got a hit though (let's go) All I do, is step, on shit, I'm a big toe Chill ass nigga, but yo bitch call me lit though (come on) Damn, I said yo bitch, why she all up on my dick though (haha) Fuck around, and dunk on a nigga, like I'm 6'4 Grandma was a gangsta, but she used to drive a 6 4 Yeah this beat hard, fuck around and have to tick though (aye) Damn this bitch bad, fuck around and make a flick though (aye) When I born, they held me in the air like the lion king Dog say he tripping, in the kitchen, he frying wings (bitch) If I don't make it with this rap shit, Imma try to sing (come on) If I don't like a nigga 'round me, I'm about to swing (swing on that nigga man) Lil bro
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