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respect - honeykomb brazy lyrics

[intro]
(aye, aye)
(thats a real brazy sh*t right there brazy)
(whats he say?)
(whats he sayin’ homie?)
(i don’t understand you n*gga)
(he tryina oing oing, nd’ boing oing, nd oing oing; nd’ oing oing)
(that b*tch)

[chorus]
aye, cut that out
whatcho playin’?
you a dork, you be support
why you tryina get in my skin
how you take pork skin, crush em up; noodles in the pan
you ain’t ben, your name don’t end with franklin; i thought you my twin
what i’m sayin’?
look
i don’t give a f*ck if thats thats yo manz
i use to cross the street myself, my momma ain’t have to hold my hand
tryina aggress me, they gon’ have to arrest me; right here where i stand
tryina finesse me, i’m from alabama; f*ck about no clan

[verse 1]
tell em free my n*ggas now
pray that boy get off them xanz
tryina turn up too somе acid
how he locked us in the can?
twеnty four hour lock down
what i’m sayin’?
i can’t even think nd’ sh*t
tryina beat shake down, skippin’ showers
[?] in the [?]
we playin’ kool*aid that [?]
never, you’d drink that sh*t
snake was on some gangster sh*t
geekin’ like he [?]
free my n*gga tho, he shot a n*gga through a trayhole
free my n*gga snake, he stabbed a n*gga through a trayhole
what i’m sayin’?
chain gang
sh*t for real
can’t be playin’
brought that hoe an after dish cause she told me she a fan
awe man, awe man
my lil n*gga, light me a can
grab a drum, nd’ some sticks
now he marchin’ for some bands
what i’m sayin’?
whatcho sayin’?
these rappers ain’t livin’ how i’m livin’
he just bought that hoe a whip, turned on my sister
f*ck these b*tches
what i’m sayin’?
whatcho sayin’?
this no pad, that no pen
she suck d*ck, she don’t use no hands
let me f*ck her with her friend
awe man, what you called?
sayin’ on my back, no mo chill
n*gga try me, i’m gon’ sin; i put that sh*t on [?]
auntie ann, thats on grin
lord know i miss my grandma
long live, leela france
on my grandpa, imma get out
i need sick out, i been sick dog
ridin’ round with this stick
can’t smoke grand daddy with grandpa
swear all this sh*t type diff
lost my little brother to cancer, i start smokin’ cigarettes
my lil white b*tch super lit, but she can’t cook no n*gga grits
see what i’m sayin’?
(ahahaha)
[chorus]
cut that out
whatcho playin’?
you a dork, you be support
why you tryina get in my skin
how you take pork skin, crush em up; noodles in the pan
you ain’t ben, your name don’t end with franklin; i thought you my twin
what i’m sayin’?
aye
i don’t give a f*ck if thats yo manz
i use to cross the street myself, my momma ain’t have to hold my hand
tryina aggress me, they gon’ have to arrest me; right here where i stand
tryina finesse me, i’m from alabama; f*ck about no clan

[verse 2]
what i’m sayin’?
look
i liked it better what i was sayin’
n*gga hoes, these n*gga trill
just a homie with a man
yhea i’m blessed
sh*t, i f*ck with snoop
missin’ [?]
still treat n*ggas like baby boy, hopin’ you comprehend
help me understand, why you walkin’ round my money b*tch?
i been smokin’ like [?], but i ain’t on no thunder sh*t
still tryina find out who again, uncle sign that blitz
i see dead people, they like “he ain’t got no common sense”
[outro]
(i see dead people, they like “he ain’t got no common sense”)
([?] would’ve died if i ain’t linkin’ with [?])
(i see dead people, they like “he ain’t got no common sense”)
([?] would’ve died if i ain’t linkin’ with [?])
(brrr)
(h*llo?)
(hey brian, good lookin’; look)
(i* i need you right here)
(alright?)
(i need you to leave me with big homie nd’ nem, like)
(things they said?)
(you know, dog fighter; ion know whats goin’ on though)
(i think they gon’*)
(man i don’t know whats*)
(get yo b*tch ass on)
(ahahaha)
(i don’t really like that)
(i told yall)
(don’t f*ck around, get stuck in the ground; with a couple rounds)
(nd’ we don’t rock like that, you know; we cut out stockins)
(boy you need to stop it, we go in yo pockets)

- honeykomb brazy lyrics

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