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​brodiebased - ​​​magazine *c254freestyle* lyrics

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[intro]
“heyyy this is xavier annnnd i just wanted to let you guys know that you’re listening to a brodiebased exclusive.”

[verse 1]
(yuh uh)
if i’m attracted to your b+tch then ima hit ‘er up
momma told me f+ck em get that money that sh+t real as f+ck
all my exes kinda did me dirty wish i never f+cked
all your music never get no plays you need to give it up
how the f+ck you mad about a hoe cause she won’t give it up
brodie mane taught me like the cover of a magazine
choppa got a clip but the ar got a magazine
i bе higher than a b+tch i can never tеll what’s happening
police always trying to pat me down and i ain’t doin nothing
while you n+ggas was in class i had the mask and i was shooting something
i was chillin’ with your hoe i gave her d+ck and now she walk different
she was hangin’ round the gang she caught the lingo now she talk different

[verse 2]
now your b+tch know the lingo
brodie really pushing in the whip like the django
laser hit a n+gga take his skin off like a mango
teach your b+tch how to tango
she wan’ be my main hoe
hoes on my d+ck cause i’m pretty like a rainbow
i’ma hit it once and i dip like some queso’
i don’t chase liquor why the f+ck would i chase hoes
$400, let’s spend it h+ll yeah that’s a case closed
catch a n+gga lackin’ paparazzi
one hand on your b+tch chest feelin’ like a n+z+
hoes on my body like a f+ckin’ autopsy
roll down a n+gga block but i ain’t playin’ yahtzy
ops on the other side, i’ma bust a u
why you talkin’ bout these other n+ggas, only me and you
n+gga i just get to bussing ain’t no time to think it through
if a n+gga try to touch me ain’t no tellin’ what i’d do
[verse 1]
if i’m attracted to your b+tch then ima hit ‘er up
momma told me f+ck em get that money that sh+t real as f+ck
all my exes kinda did me dirty wish i never f+cked
all your music never get no plays you need to give it up
how the f+ck you mad about a hoe cause she won’t give it up
brodie mane taught me like the cover of a magazine
choppa got a clip but the ar got a magazine
i be higher than a b+tch i can never tell what’s happening
police always trying to pat me down and i ain’t doin nothing
while you n+ggas was in class i had the mask and i was shooting something
i was chillin’ with your hoe i gave her d+ck and now she walk different
she was hangin’ round the gang she caught the lingo now she talk different

[verse 2]
now your b+tch know the lingo
brodie really pushing in the whip like the django
laser hit a n+gga take his skin off like a mango
teach your b+tch how to tango
she wan’ be my main hoe
hoes on my d+ck cause i’m pretty like a rainbow
i’ma hit it once and i dip like some queso’
i don’t chase liquor why the f+ck would i chase hoes
$400, let’s spend it h+ll yeah that’s a case closed
catch a n+gga lackin’ paparazzi
one hand on your b+tch chest feelin’ like a n+z+
hoes on my body like a f+ckin’ autopsy
roll down a n+gga block but i ain’t playin’ yahtzy
ops on the other side, i’ma bust a u
why you talkin’ bout these other n+ggas, only me and you
n+gga i just get to bussing ain’t no time to think it through
if a n+gga try to touch me ain’t no tellin’ what i’d do



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