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on bro - mjpaid lyrics

[intro]
and i was just playin’
i was just playin’, man, you feel me?

[verse 1: mjpaid]
b*tch threw the p*ssy quick, i don’t even trust it (f*ck, n*gga)
whole kit flooded, it ain’t even nothin’
f*ck rap, i’ll still blow a n*gga budget (frrt)
i can’t speak pape’ with him, he don’t even touch it
my b*tch, his b*tch, and your b*tch f*ckin’
bro beatin’ up the block like he tim duncan
she used to broke n*ggas, let me buy his b*tch somethin’
e took the whole scat, he ain’t strip nothin’

[verse 2: babyfxce e]
i can’t kiss on you, baby, you just put your lips on it
two glocks with long legs, i’ll make ’em do the splits on you
you ain’t doin’ sh*t with your life, bro, go risk somethin’
i put the ice down, it sound like a brick or somethin’
i can pull a band outta nowhere, it’s like a trick or somethin’
i was rеally in them stores outta town tryna hit for somethin’
lеt me crush first and then maybe i’ll trick or somethin’
this b*tch a thousand horses, you can hear the pistons on it

[verse 3: mjpaid]
b*tch, i’m up a hundred racks, that’s why i’m— sh*t
b*tch, i’m up a hundred racks, that’s why i’m gettin’ chubby (ho)
i’ll buy a four of red and put it in a slushy
twenty vibes in the whip, this b*tch a lil’ musty
off of dom, probably hit a little b*tch a lil’ ugly (f*ck it)
i ain’t have to do it to ’em, brodie did it for me (frrt)
different color paper on his top, now he kid cudi
two words for a broke n*gga, get money
[verse 4: babyfxce e]
on bro (n*gga), ’cause ain’t n0body gon’ do it for you (uh*uh)
i keep f*ckin’ this sh*t up, it’s like i’m new to money
it’s like i never had it, huh
line the strikers up, let’s see who sh*t the fastest
let’s start a bottle war up in the club, let’s see who really have it
let’s see who b*tch the baddest
you ever heard three switches at one time? bro, that sh*t sound like static (frrt, frrt, frrt)
these bullets hurt for real, i know you probably used to madden (uh*huh)
young n*gga world, man, i know you probably used to have it (b*tch)

[verse 5: mjpaid]
b*tches f*ckin’ off the pape’, that sh*t automatic (frrt)
been swung the rock to n*ggas, i don’t even pass it
pink fifties, blue hundreds, what you call a balance (what you call a balance)
takin’ risks, if it’s hot, n*gga, so? chance it

[verse 6: babyfxce e]
don’t call, no answer (at all)
your sh*t just ass, he think he need another manager (f*ck?)
take a shot, then pop her ass, bro, that sh*t give me stamina (come here)
and she was bad, so i had to f*ck her with the camera up (on bro)
n*gga

- mjpaid lyrics

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