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brokencyde – d@ good lyrics

[intro: se7en]
yeah, ayy

[verse 1: se7en]
she so there are bad, think i’m dead, i could barely walk
walk up, gettin’ head, b-tch i’m friend make the bed rock (ya, ya!)
get that p-ssy drop, super dro like we [?] crunk
swervin’ in her eyes, now she blind like she fetty wap
make that p-ssy pop, p-ssy pop, like the soda pop
shorty not a thot, she a boss, b-tch like robo cop
rip it to the top, she don’t [?], flip like motocross
drip-drippin all the sauce, elon musk, she like triple dots
[?] in the cut, in the cut, smokin’ in the cut
with a bad b-tch up in the dust, please don’t interrupt
grey goose chillin’ in my cup, purple in my blunt
puff puff, bust it till it stop
then roll another one

[pre-chorus: se7en]
the first i take this [?]
then i roll it up
then i take [?]
i break that b-tch [?]
[?] middle teeth
the speaker in the [?]
then i spark it up
and p-ss that sh-t around

[chorus: se7en]
smoked it good, smoked it good
yeah, i smoked it good, smoked it good
(purple, purple, purple, purple, purple)
smoked it good, smoked it good
yeah, i smoked it good, smoked it good
(purple, purple, purple, purple, purple)

[verse 2: mikl]
rollin’ blunt, rollin’ blunt, we the double cup
feel the blind, feel the blind, it’s trouble, yup
throw it up, throw it up, to all my stoners up
showin’ love, showin love, lightin’ blow it up
oh my, oh my, we’re on fire, fire
let’s like higher, higher
like the lighter, lighter
heartbreak, canabis, sorry you can’t handle this
see the bank and do the splits
load it in make you lips
smoke like james blunt, dancing hold it down
blowing no rings, with honey spot to crown
dope some kush blowin’ with no more found
no we ain’t push, goin’ fast and hit your town

[pre-chorus: se7en]
the first i take this [?]
then i roll it up
then i take [?]
i break that b-tch [?]
[?] middle teeth
the speaker in the [?]
then i spark it up
and p-ss that sh-t around

[verse 3: lil aaron]
yeah, smokin’ good, eatin’ good, b-tches on the tour bus
shorty wanna f-ck me, but her boyfriend wanna terror us
50 for the show, i pull up and then i tore it up
love me or you hate me, sorry, there you ain’t no ignoring us
you can smell it when i’m pull up, i got h-lla h-lla gas
put the pedal to the floor, whipin h-lla h-lla thots
i got money, i got money, i got h-lla h-lla cash
i ain’t lettin’ her in the crib ‘less she got h-lla h-lla -ss

[bridge: lil aaron]
brokencyde and lil aaron, 2017

[pre-chorus: se7en]
the first i take this [?]
then i roll it up
then i take [?]
i break that b-tch [?]
[?] middle teeth
the speaker in the [?]
then i spark it up
and p-ss that sh-t around

- brokencyde lyrics

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