Lyrics to Go Brazy
Ride with mula
Yeah thats the mob
Come check with Dram
And do ya job
I'm not worthy of your controversy
I'm not thirsty baby I'm allergic
Colder than a hockey jersey
Dirty like Kentucky Derby
I was lying on a gurney
I don't wanna die early
I was screaming fuck the world
You was singing like a bird, yeah
Never be concerned or worried
Two girls like Laverne and Shirley
Wake up in the morning early
Tell 'em that I love 'em dearly
They say oh my god have mercy
Shining like a I got on Jergens
You can hear my diamonds screaming
Like they just met god in person
Oh my god the squad alerted, I confirm it
They hop up like kermit
Come to bless you like a sermon
My house lit like Pee-Wee Herman's
And you know I bought it furnished
I'm determined like attorneys
Yall lil boys ain't got attorneys
I just hope she not a burden
I just hope she got a purpose
That first week was power surging
Oh my god the socket working
I been listening to the money, it been telling me it's coming
Sound like music to my ears, like a symphony of hundreds
Momma told me I'd be special, Grandma told me I'd be something
I made sure they wasn't guessing
Made the most out they assumptions
Being everything but simple
Stretch a dollar like a limo
Got a grill in one dimple
Got my deal without a demo
Tunechi
Ride with mula
Yeah thats the mob
Come check with Dram
And do ya job
Thanksgiving is the name
IceBox to the chain
Rolex to the watch
Motherfucker, Plain Jane
I got issues, I got problems
We got missiles in the chopper
Got a hoe from the Bahamas
Let me [?]
But the hoe up in the condo
Had a party with Fernando
I got condoms in the dresser
Percosets on all the mantle
All they handle
Name a bitch that I ain't fuck and Imma bag her
Keep me real, if I ain't't fuck
They my [?] they had her
Got a bitch cook like a chef
I had a hoe from out the [?]
She like to suck dick with no hands
She say she do shit with no help
Control myself
I been working overtime I owe myself
I like my bitches thick
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Yeah thats the mob
Come check with Dram
And do ya job
I'm not worthy of your controversy
I'm not thirsty baby I'm allergic
Colder than a hockey jersey
Dirty like Kentucky Derby
I was lying on a gurney
I don't wanna die early
I was screaming fuck the world
You was singing like a bird, yeah
Never be concerned or worried
Two girls like Laverne and Shirley
Wake up in the morning early
Tell 'em that I love 'em dearly
They say oh my god have mercy
Shining like a I got on Jergens
You can hear my diamonds screaming
Like they just met god in person
Oh my god the squad alerted, I confirm it
They hop up like kermit
Come to bless you like a sermon
My house lit like Pee-Wee Herman's
And you know I bought it furnished
I'm determined like attorneys
Yall lil boys ain't got attorneys
I just hope she not a burden
I just hope she got a purpose
That first week was power surging
Oh my god the socket working
I been listening to the money, it been telling me it's coming
Sound like music to my ears, like a symphony of hundreds
Momma told me I'd be special, Grandma told me I'd be something
I made sure they wasn't guessing
Made the most out they assumptions
Being everything but simple
Stretch a dollar like a limo
Got a grill in one dimple
Got my deal without a demo
Tunechi
Ride with mula
Yeah thats the mob
Come check with Dram
And do ya job
Thanksgiving is the name
IceBox to the chain
Rolex to the watch
Motherfucker, Plain Jane
I got issues, I got problems
We got missiles in the chopper
Got a hoe from the Bahamas
Let me [?]
But the hoe up in the condo
Had a party with Fernando
I got condoms in the dresser
Percosets on all the mantle
All they handle
Name a bitch that I ain't fuck and Imma bag her
Keep me real, if I ain't't fuck
They my [?] they had her
Got a bitch cook like a chef
I had a hoe from out the [?]
She like to suck dick with no hands
She say she do shit with no help
Control myself
I been working overtime I owe myself
I like my bitches thick
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