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issbrokie – up in sf! lyrics

[intro + issbrokie]
yuh
yuh, yuh

do+do+do+do+do+do
yuh
ooh
d+mn, yuh

[chorus + issbrokie]
up in san fran, and i’m rollin’ wit’ my crew
yuh, i keep myself a choppa, yuh, i keep myself a tool
little b+tch, i got that weapon, do not play me like a fool
i might aim it at yo’ dome if you talk ’bout how i move
little b+tch, i got racks, feel like droppin’ out of school
i might flip a couple packs, hit the plug like “what it do?”
call the plug, i need some snacks, now i feel like scooby+doo
i might drop that boy address, he say that he gonna sue
[verse 1 + issbrokie]
huh, yuh, yuh
yeah, i might drop his address, he say that he gon’ sue now
i keep me a weapon, i keep me a tool now
i keep me a glock, i might aim it at you now
i might shoot on your daughter like kirby2cool! now
i stay wit’ a hammer, i feel like i’m dedede
no, i cannot f+ck with that b+tch, she [?]
i’m thankin’ the heavens for rappin’ be feedin’ me
yo’ b+tch gimme more head than a guillotine
tha+tha+that b+tch givin’ me brain like a zombie
me and my homies stay posted in lobbies
we strapped like the army, this ain’t coll of duty
we run through these clips like this sh+t was a movie (grr+r+r+r!)
i f+ck on yo’ b+tch and i’m suckin’ her b00bies
she yellin’ out “do me!”, i’m up in her booty
issbrokie and kiizzy, we up in the studi
i+i+i cannot f+ck wit’ these f+ggots like [?]
issbrokie

[verse 2 + lokiizzy]
tr+try+tryin’ my b+tch but these b+tches be changin’
i ain’t perplexed why these b+tches be hatin’
i’ll get to you next, and these b+tches and patient
we in china town and we f+ckin’ on asians
d+mn+ d+mn
what is the plan?
what is you doin’?
[?] the movements or we’ll get to shootin’
spin+spin+spin yo’ block once, all i need is a uzi
wal+wal+walk in yo’ crib and yo’ mama was droolin’
f+ck
turn my phone off, i got too many notis
i’m drownin’ in p+ssy, please throw me some floaties
my pockets so fat, they be lookin’ like [?]
shut the f+ck+shut the f+ck up and just gimme your throatie
sippin’ a faygo, i’m feelin’ like mosey
yuh, i f+cked yo’ b+tch, we just keepin’ it lowkey
i f+cked yo’ b+tch, we just keepin’ it lowkey
[chorus + issbrokie]
up in san fran, and i’m rollin’ wit’ my crew
yuh, i keep myself a choppa, yuh, i keep myself a tool
little b+tch, i got that weapon, do not play me like a fool
i might aim it at yo’ dome if you talk ’bout how i move
little b+tch, i got racks, feel like droppin’ out of school
i might flip a couple packs, hit the plug like “what it do?”
call the plug, i need some snacks, now i feel like scooby+doo
i might drop that boy address, he say that he gonna sue

[outro + issbrokie]
yo
yo, bro, uhm
i just wanna let you know, uhm
ahem
i keep that thang on me
i keep a big tool on my waist
i might blow yo shi+ haha

- issbrokie lyrics

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