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woods, the mighty – broccoli lyrics

yeah…
ain’t no tellin what i’m finna be on…
aye, aye
(this sh-t is so f-cking lit…)
aye, aye!

came in the game with a brain no chain
but i bang-bang-bang on these hoes
i stay on that broccoli
your girl she f-ck with me but i don’t f-ck with these hoes

so i just go in- go ham
go tell your fam that i flow
this the “w” to the “oo”
and i’m cooking up on that stove

ain’t talking bout white girl
i cook for my white girl
then give her that “pipe” girl
aye p-ss me that lighter

yeah, i fell in love with this music
when kid cudi dropped moon-man
and lil wayne dropped “watch my shoes”
i’m sipping purple like future

ain’t talking ’bout codeine, this sh-t is merlot
killed the whole bottle and i’m ’bout to go
go! go!
i’m ’bout to go
my ac broke but i’m 50 below
my pockets empty
but i’m feeling full
and my mom and my dad
only ones at my show

f-ck it imma turn up!
like f-ck it imma burn one!

i’ve seen the world through the eyes of a virgin
i walked through new york on 9/12 in a turban
i seen ’em go “bang-bang” but they never skipped one service
i seen em take a free tape just to throw that sh-t in the furnace

so f-ck what you say
imma do me and i’m gonna get paid
you can talk money and b-tches all day but you still at your moms- ain’t sh-t gonna change

i work like fiend though
i don’t ever- ever, sleep though
i’ve been working like a team though
they don’t dream like i dream oh
oh
oh
ya

in the middle of the party, b-tch get off me
(off me)
in the cut, i’m rolling up my broccoli
(broccoli)
this sh-t why i do not go to parties
yeah- if she heard that i rap ain’t no telling what this girl gon’ offer me!

long hair don’t care
slicked back swag
got a gentleman’s flow
watch me bring that back

being polite while i run them raps
need a nike fuel band imma run them laps

i don’t f-ck with no lames
i just dance in the rain
i got checks on the brain like a stain on my collar
aye
aye

i go out with a “bang”
like i’m bane but my “bang” is my girl and she rocking some prada
aye
aye

uber everywhere
i ain’t got a whip
dollars ain’t common but use your common sense
i’ve been out of it since i been outta school
taking them shots like i ain’t bad at pool

dreaming is everything
i never sweat a thing
peace is my medicine to my mental health
say it you’ll get it, i’m not here just saying sh-t
i’ve been here for 5 years just praying and i can feel it, man
i just feel lit and no one can top me
no one can stop me
rob ain’t rob, but rob is the mighty
gimme the mic and the mic will get bodied
i remember back when this was hobby
now it’s my job and my job is my hobby

welcome to the d-mn mighty show
that sh-t the alb-m
i bet that you get it too
#freewoods till infinity
we good and we getting it
we don’t need no one
addressing the elephant
mighty the ‘goat’ but the gr-ss is too elegant
that sh-t the broccoli
the game monopoly
coming for main st. and all of your properties

cop a squat
don’t shoot a cop
tell a cop “don’t shoot!” when the whip is hot
we in it-
we killing it
dip and i dab and a dollop will finish ya
i never been a b-tch
maybe a little bit but i’m like “chill!”

(chill – chill)

outro:
“yo! shout out my neighbor, who decides to weed wack at 6:36 pm and mow her f-ckin’ lawn.”

- woods the mighty lyrics

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