Listen to Break Yourself (feat. Far East Movement) by Hook N Sling

Break Yourself (feat. Far East Movement)

Hook N Sling

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hook N Sling
Hook N Sling
Performer
Far East Movement
Far East Movement
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Maniscalco
Anthony Maniscalco
Lyrics
Virman Coquia
Virman Coquia
Composer
Kevin Nishimura
Kevin Nishimura
Composer
James Roh
James Roh
Composer
Terrence Thornton
Terrence Thornton
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hook N Sling
Hook N Sling
Producer

Lyrics

All these freaks around me, playin' they don't wanna leave All this weed around, I'm only smokin' on the finest tree So break yourself, betta break yourself King of the chill, playin' the life And you're like just rolling blunts for me when I drive Two symphonies stay polite So push away in K-Town like a bag of rice Two dokes, and I'm loco (loco) Bitch give me head while I'm flippin' off the popo Pimp shit, take a zip of the potion I'm acting these hoes, put that ass in the motion That's post sin, all that dope flip like a roach clip On a big chick with her own shit Bakin' in yo house, girl I'm in it now Yo, I turn it out, turn it out Chrome wheels stay spinnin', hoes grinnin', I', winnin' Ah, we do it right Sundays I'm sinnin', no trippin' Just dippin' ya to the light Where the freaks at? At the motel Where the G's hit you up like a jail cell With yo hands up to the top shelf All my bitches betta break yoself Betta break youself All these freaks around me, playin' they don't wanna leave All this weed around, I'm only smokin' on the finest tree So break yourself, betta break yourself All these freaks around me, playin' they don't wanna leave All this weed around, I'm only smokin' on the finest tree So break yourself, betta break yourself What it do, all my max and hoes Hit the jack and roll, we get it crackin' oh, thorough How's the things where I smoke the finest So dentalized into my cheeky eyelids I patch my lies, drop low like the bass Gotta look my pew up-skirt, match the face I can kill that coupe two drops and one ways Give a cushion big so she forgot about Trae So when we gonna fuck? Murder was the case Got yo ice screaming on the rug, lemme get a taste Numb, get a wind, neva cum, pass it to my homie man East side throw it up, movin', neva play ahead All these freaks around me, playin' they don't wanna leave All this weed around, I'm only smokin' on the finest tree Where the freaks at? At the motel Where the G's hit you up like a jail cell With yo hands up to the top shelf All my bitches betta break yoself Betta break youself So break yourself, betta break yourself All these freaks around me, playin' they don't wanna leave All this weed around, I'm only smokin' on the finest tree So break yourself, betta break yourself All these freaks around me, playin' they don't wanna leave All this weed around, I'm only smokin' on the finest tree So break yourself, betta break yourself
Writer(s): Terrence Thornton, Kevin Nishimura, James Roh, Virman Coquia, Anthony Maniscalco Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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