lirik lagu broward – rmc mike
[intro]
(f*ck the fire, we got grease)
(it’s a wayne beat)
alright, grease
b*tch, ghetto boyz sh*t
hah, yeah, whew
whew
[verse]
too much weight, broke the kitchen floor
dope got the block hot like the kitchen stove
i just sold a whole bricky right on fenton road
we the hottest ’round this b*tch, i bet the city know
broke her down off a perc’, she left tippy*toed
i done drunk too much wock’, man, my kidney gone
i can make a hundred thousand off any phone
i done f*cked the wrong b*tch, now my jimmy gone
if you ain’t got no head for me, b*tch, leave me alone
dog could’ve been great, but you teached him wrong
i cook dope good as h*ll, they didn’t teach me wrong
d*mn, i need a new plug ’cause they shipped him home
now that’s f*cked up
i used to sit on the block, now they come to us
we done made it to the top, man, they lovin’ us
talkin’ sh*t on these beats help me run it up
ask me what i made off rap, sh*t, a hundred plus
and that’s all facts
i swear to god, i’m poppin’ dog if he call back
two thousand blues in the backpack, what you call that?
i ain’t tryna beef with dog ‘nem ’cause they all rats
i don’t condone none of that f*ck sh*t
this b*tch tryna ride, i only picked her up to suck d*ck
i got a bad heart, no, i can’t trust sh*t
i’m lil wayne, skate down the block, rockin’ truck fit
thirty stick pokin’ out my— alright
thirty stick pokin’ out my pocket, we in public
before i ever made a rap song, i was hustlin’
you ever beat a b*tch down then find out she your cousin?
sh*t, i did
hah, let me tell you ’bout this one sh*t that i did
b*tch ain’t eat the cum, so i nutted on her eyelid
b*tch facetime her friend like, “try this”
k!ller walked in with a pint, i’m finna buy this
grease, hand me a cigarette, i’ma light this
beat a n*gga ass on a plane, i’m a flight risk
yeah, my b*tch skinny, but her ice thick
the plug just hit me with a bag that was priceless
it’s time to turn way back up, hit the light switch
i’m in atlanta with the dog like i’m mike vick
i’m lookin’ for a new stuffer, who got license?
b*tch so infatuated how the ice hit, that’s a nice kit
you gotta know i’m poppin’ sh*t on sight, i don’t fight sh*t
slap said we can change our lives with the right mix
threwed a left jab and missed, caught his ass with a right hit
ten*milli’ hit him in his head, left him lifeless
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