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brodinski - warm up lyrics

[verse 1: slim thug]
b-tch i’m balling
if a player ball i would be mvp
you n-ggas ain’t got stats like me
i’m mj to you kobes
got old money , getting new money
gold rollie looking too sunny
was on the block broke looking bummy
got on my grind now i’m stunting
pulling up in whatcha want
d-mn thugga you stay flaunting
keep a bad b-tch you wish you f-ck
i’m a millionaire like scrooge mcduck
lay on my bread like it’s a bed
lord please keep away them fed’s
i’m having fun ridin’ in my rari
top off getting super head
bad b-tches, they love thug
almost like they love drugs
i keep atleast ten in the club
need molly and weed- i’m the plug
p-ssing out them party favors
until everybody p-ss out
wake up with three in my bed
and they all got their -ss out
keep a foreign on gl-ss house
that’s chrome rims for you slow n-ggas
thugga still getting more figures
and i wasting none on gold diggers
better hide your hoes n-gga
it’s a known fact i go get her
hit her once and then i quit her
get ride of her like piece of litter
i’m still shining like i’m covered in glitter
still buzzing like a bee hive
still tippin’ on four fours, when i’m rolling one in my old rides
still sip syrup like it’s coffee
can’t keep these bad b-tches off me
you pay the gold play with these dimes
zero cents is what it costs me
they still say i’m so flossy
i say cause i stay keep it real
when i was broke i rapped about it
now i’m living good up in them hills
still stacking up more mills
b-tch i’m still balling
its thugga motherf-cker, still climbing while you falling

- brodinski lyrics

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