sippin' mud - youngboy never broke again lyrics
[intro]
(say, brando, what it’s hittin’ for?)
(my n*gga brando the sickest, on gaude)
[chorus]
hope we can fix this problem later
just wanna say, “i don’t hate you, and i never once
i block your paper, just can’t do you no favors.”
was feelin’ played, because that’s my lady
but she called me a “hater.”
i had to leave the better things
and they can’t have me back later
i’m stuck sippin’ mud, for my thugs
i’m up thinkin’ ’bout your love, i need you
all that we been through
tell the opps, “when i see you, i’m puttin’ you on the news,”
[verse 1]
take care of that problem, n*gga
trip to the doctor when my lil’ partner let go of that choppеr, n*gga
said, “i don’t like her,” but she sеnt messages just through my mama
that’s extra, got your friend distant
like me, why you make her monitor?
ooh*ooh (boom, boom, boom, boom)
warrants, runnin’ with that dude, ‘nother victim on the news
i ain’t got nothin’ to prove; you try and, you gon’ lose
waste no time with fools, break the rules
you get blues, n*gga
gotta map my way through this sh*t; i ain’t finish school
so i don’t really know too much at all
everything i’m into my street tactics, get involved
and tell that girl, “i don’t miss you,”
so tell your friend “leave my f*ckin’ girl alone”
i’ll never f*ck with you again
you f*ck with that? that’s more than wrong
got a bond, ddawg out again
die for my friend, he call my phone
my bro, my dawg, behind the right or wrong
we gon’ shoot this motherf*cker down
know that h*lla times i’ve been wrong
but i ain’t never took the greasy route
you left me out like
“won’t you leave, i cannot see you needin’ me now.”
[bridge]
i’m stuck sippin’ mud, for my thugs
i’m up thinkin’ bout your love, i need you
all that we been through
tell the opps, “when i see you, i’m puttin’ you on the news,”
[verse 2]
tell them lil’ dudes about how i do “i’m puttin’ them on the news”
tell the b*tch “i tie my shoes; if i had to, do somethin’ with the whole crew”
i’m a real gangster; these n*ggas hoes
i don’t need the industry, i got ’em drove
i don’t f*ck with you; i play my role
never once, i step on a man toes
richer till the end, you hurt my soul
’cause, b*tch, you break the code
i’ll break the face, all on them hoes;
they come in tryna break my home
i’m standin’ tall, b*tch, you look down; i’m on all ten toes
i know you wanna see me fold
b*tch, you know i’m one of the realest ’round
[chorus]
hope we can fix this problem later
just wanna say, “i don’t hate you, and i never once
i block your paper, just can’t do you no favors.”
was feelin’ played, because that’s my lady
but she called me a “hater.”
i had to leave the better things
and they can’t have me back later
i’m stuck sippin’ mud, for my thugs
i’m up thinkin’ ’bout your love, i need you
all that we been through
tell the opps, “when i see you, i’m puttin’ you on the news”
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