go back how you gon' trip over a broad like that. Verse 1[Courtney]: Aye listen playa there's somethin I gotta tell ya its about ya main chick, (go head man) that
But never lived well, imagine, a felon on a two-way street One way is where blood money coke and homicide leap The other street opportunity the chance
like a wack team that's being shut out We cut out God like a coupon, won't trust Him like we won't two cons So days are gray like Poupon Full of pain
Liquid covers most of her features Sunlight covers one site at a time Breathes in to keep everything closer So it's never far away from "Earth"!!! That
need a fix You got the Jones Call that broad and pay to keep the lights on The good life living like you was raised You coming wit that check well pimpinery
wicked" I went inside the deli and my man's like what I write the songs that make the whole world suck I need to break it down every chance I get So
there that have been fucked over by that lie known as love Bottoms up. Looking back at all the times we had, I wish I could tell ya' that they weren'
J. glove and a sharp ginsu Take a broad to Long John Silvers rockin Versace bibs One leg up, put her in the crane like Karate Kid DJ's treat your vinyl like
on the street, surviving without a pops That's the lifestyles of a nigga that wants to be famous But it's sad that I have to say this Your son was caught
me, put one on him i tear off his limbs, throw him in, and tell him to swim yo I soak that shit and coat that shit in soy sauce tell the FCC boss,
feelin' like the devil got lost in me When I flash (So nigga you a killa) Mamas & babies, they say I'm crazy cuz I give a Nigga one chance not to
bitch They the one that give the cash give the ass Can't count how many chics I gassed They be like your supposed to care for me I ain't believing that
You walked by Just like you don't know me you walked by Maybe just to show me that you're Walkin' by passin' up your last chance at me And I wish I hadn
can't happen to you? Cause I'm a broad? till I start clapping at you Pull out the sword take a couple steps turn around like a western Spin one-eighty
You soft (you soft) Like snuggle (like snuggle) Big Oomp (Big Oomp) Got muscle (got muscle) I'm pumped (YAOOO) I walk it out I'm the one these other niggas talk about One
Hook:] Yeah baby, do that dance It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do Girl shake that ass You ain't ever gonna break that glass The windshields
the mic I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the coroner's like You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga ur a gonna at
